The Workout Ch. 1-4 (NSFW)

“Mom, I don’t see what the point of this is!” Gumball whined, sitting next to his mother driving.

“Because, Gumball. You’re failing physical education and I promised I’d help you with your schoolwork! Even if that means you come with me to my weekly workout routine.” The feline’s mother, Nicole, stated. “I mean honestly, there’s no real reason why you should be failing P.E. of all things, Gumball.”

“What can I say? I just really hate running.” The blue cat replied nonchalantly.

“That’s not the point! P.E. is important! Otherwise you’d just sit around in chairs all day doing nothing only to come home and watch TV, eat dinner, and sleep!” The car stopped at a red light. “I’m just worried that you’re not getting the right amount of physical exercise. That’s why you and Darwin are always so manic when you get home, you don’t get rid of it at school.”

“We’re kids, mom! Schools saps away our lives and going home is our only way of escaping its grasp on us!” Gumball emphasized using his hands and pretended to strangle himself, earning a displeased glare from his mother which put an end to his act. “Anyway, isn’t it counter-productive to take time out of my schedule to go work out with you?”

“Gumball, its Saturday. You don’t have school and I have enough spare time not taking care of the rest of this family. Besides, I thought this could be a good time for us to bond. Get to know each other, huh?” She smiled meekly as her son groaned and looked out his window. It was Saturday that the young cat would sleep in and unlearn everything he was taught during that week. Now he was being whisked away at nine in the morning to go get all sweaty and gross and tired. Not the best idea he had in mind.

“Please don’t tell me this’ll be a weekly thing.” He groaned again, watching the buildings whiz by them as they continued to their destination.

A few minutes passed and a few right-hand turns were made before Nicole finally stopped in front of a fancy looking building. The entire lower half was composed of windows to showcase the fitness buffs running on treadmills or lifting weights in their one-piece workout clothes. It was a big building not in the sense of height, but of how much space it took up. The two floors took up two whole blocks and that didn’t even include the parking lot.

“Stay with me, Gumball. I’ve got a change of clothes for you in my bag.” Nicole said, patting her thigh to grab the boy’s attention. Once inside, Nicole walked up to the receptionist’s desk. Gumball was left alone to his thoughts whilst the two made small talk. He was tempted to run out the front door, but his mom had the car keys and he knew well enough not to put himself in a situation where his mom had a car to chase him down with. Maybe if he could somehow grab the car keys from her he could drive back home and come back without her even kno-!

“Gumball! Time to go work out now!” Nicole chimed brightly, much too brightly for Gumball’s tastes. Following her lead, the two walked up to a door reading “WOMEN’S LOCKER ROOM” in bold letters. Nicole opened the door a crack before turning her head towards her son. “Now sweetie, I don’t want you in the other locker room by yourself so you can come in with me, but DO NOT look at anyone. There are stalls you can change in, okay?” Gumball, who was already embarrassed by the idea of being surrounded by changing women, merely shook his beet red face.

“O-okay, mom.”

“Good. Now I have your clothes in my bag. I’ll change first, and then you can after.” She opened the door and led her son inside with her. “Just look at your feet.” She whispered, grabbing Gumball’s hand.

Keeping his head down, he followed to where his mom was taking him, sitting down on a nearby bench as she grabbed the duffel bag she brought with them before disappearing behind a curtain into a shower stall. Gumball pushed his thoughts to other topics other than the locker room, but the sounds of showers running and closing of lockers filled his head with rather lewd images. He shook his head to maintain his integrity, hoping no one in the room had psychic powers to peep in on what he was imagining. He wanted to crawl up in a little ball and hide, not wanting to get noticed by anyone. He wanted to turn invisible, but for reasons both out of fear and for admittedly more dubious acts.

His thoughts then turned to what his mom was doing behind those two curtains between them. His preteen mind pondered the thought of what might actually happen if he were to pull away those thin sheets of cloth. What would she do? What would she say? What would she look like?

His mind snapped back to reality as he mentally scolded himself for thinking of such actions. She was his mother!

“Get a grip, Gumball! Don’t do this now!” His mind yelled. It was now that he noticed a rather obvious protrusion originating from his underwear. He yelped as his hands scrambled to cover himself up, scolding himself for sitting there in nothing but his drawers.

“Gumball? You okay?” He heard his mom calling from behind the curtains. “I’m just about done!” The boy began to sweat, hoping his mother wouldn’t notice his situation. Why was it like this?! He could hear her moving inside, removing things.

He fumbled with his change of clothes and tried to throw them on, opting the risk of getting caught changing by somebody else than for his mother to see him with whatever was going on in his trousers. However, Gumball wasn’t really a well-coordinated cat, dropping his change of clothes on the floor. As he went to pick them up, he slid off of the bench he was sitting on. In an attempt to prevent him from falling, he tried to land, only to slip on his shorts. His arms shot out frantically in an attempt to grab anything to prevent him from falling. His hands connected with something as he tugged on it hard to pull himself up. What the boy didn’t expect next was for whatever he grabbed onto come crashing down around him. He could hear the sound of rods falling and connected with the hard floor, as well as a surprised gasp.

“Gumball!” He heard his mother fumed, obviously suppressing her anger.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” The boy squeaked, trying to untangle himself from the curtain. Finally poking his head free, he mistakenly looked over at his mom, who only had a black sports bra on, her arms covering up the lower portion of her body. He quickly turned his head away and apologized again, only shutting up when he heard the sounds of somebody approaching. His mother heard them as well as she pulled her son inside the tiny stall with her, grabbing one of the curtains to cover herself and Gumball.

“Hello? You alright?” The voice of a woman encroached, not looking directly into the stall, thankfully for the two half-naked cats inside.

“Y-yeah! I’m fine! Just a little accident with the curtain rods! No big deal!” Nicole chuckled nervously, hoping the person wouldn’t prod any further. She held up the curtain with one hand and used the other to press her son against her leg.

“Are you decent? You want me to go get someone?” The woman asked curiously.

“N-no no! We-er, I mean I’m fine! Just a little accident, I’m sure I can fix it!” Nicole responded again. Gumball could hear her curse under her breath. The two both hoped the woman wouldn’t pry any further.

“Okay then…if you need anything-“

“I’ll call for you, don’t worry! It’s fine, thank you!” She pulled her arm away from Gumball’s head and hoisted the rod back into its slot. Gumball, who had kept his eyes closed for the entire ordeal, decided to take a peek to see if the other woman had left yet. What he didn’t expect was his mother bending over picking up the curtain rods, her curvaceous form bare to only him. He tried peeling his eyes away, but his pre-pubescent curiosity kept them glued on her behind as she shuffled around. He told himself to look away, to be ashamed of committing such a pervasive act on his mother, but everything else told him to keep gazing.

It was only until his mother finally stood back up that he pushed his eyes back towards the floor, holding his clothes in front of him to hide his shame. Nicole again hid her more modest spots with her arms as she grabbed her duffel bag and quickly threw on a pair of matching black shorts.

“Now sweetie, Mommy isn’t mad at you for breaking the curtains, but you need to be more careful next time, okay?” She spoke sternly, but softly as she knelt over Gumball, who only silently nodded, his body curled over and facing the floor. “Now be honest with me, did you peak at Mommy?” Gumball hesitated for a second, not knowing how his mother would react, only knowing she’d be even angrier if he didn’t respond. He slowly nodded his head again. Nicole was obviously uncomfortable with the response. “I…suppose for a boy your age it’s only natural to want to see a girl naked.” Her voice was a little hesitant, but soft and motherly nonetheless. “I’m not angry at you Gumball, but you must know why it isn’t okay to do that, okay?”

“O…okay…” He mumbled anxiously. Nicole gave him a comforting hug.

“Alright, I still love you, Gumball. I’ll always love you.”

“I-I love you too, mom…” He shuttered at how close she was getting. He curled into an even tighter ball, hoping she wouldn’t notice his worsening situation “down there.”

“Good! Let’s get you in some workout clothes, huh?” She said, smiling and pulling at one of the articles of clothing he was holding. Gumball gasped and held tight, much to the chagrin of his mother.

“Come on, Gumball! It’s not like you have anything I haven’t seen before!” Gripping her son’s arm, she held it over his head and pulled away his ball of clothes, what she saw made her freeze. Gumball couldn’t hide his shame as his mother eyeballed the sizable lump in his underwear. “Oh…oh dear…” His mother reeled back and both of them blushed a deep shade of red before Gumball began to sob.

“I’m sorry mom! I don’t know how it happened, but it just started to be like this and I don’t know why! I’m sorry mom! I’m really, really-!” Nicole put a paw over her son’s mouth before the woman from before could come back.

“Shush, honey! It’s fine! You’re fine!” She whispered, trying to calm him down. Gumball began to quiet down, but the two were still embarrassed in each other’s company. “There’s…there’s nothing wrong with you, Gummypuss, it’s…natural for a boy your age!”

“What’s so natural about it? It’s not going down and it’s embarrassing!” He put himself into the corner, facing away from his mother. For a moment it seemed like she didn’t have anything to say until she let out a breath.

“Well…you can’t exactly go out with that thing. Can you…” A few seconds passed before she continued. “Make it go down?” The boy turned and looked at her who was staring at the wall.

“Wh-what? Make it go down?”

“You know! Like…” She made a little pumping gesture with her fingers, which Gumball quickly caught on.

“I…I guess I could.” They stood there for a brief period, looking at each other. “Do you mind…?”

“Oh! Oh yes, sorry, I’ll give you some space. I-I’ll be right outside!” Nicole quickly excused herself, throwing the curtain closed behind her. “Just call me if you need anything!” Gumball stared daggers through the curtain, chastising himself and for whatever reason his mom had to say that.

Letting out an exasperated sigh, he sat down against the wall and pull down his drawers, his member standing stiff and at attention. He gripped it gently and began to pull and tug on it, trying to get rid of it as fast as possible. He spread his legs, trying to think of something that will help him unload his burden. Unfortunately, the previous incident made his mind draw a blank. After a few minutes of fruitless jerking, he let out a groan.

“Mom?” He called out, his voice a tad shaky.

“Yes, sweetie? Are you…are you done?”

“It’s still not going down! I can’t do it!”

“What do you mean? “

“I…I can’t do it, alright?! I’m too freaked out!”

“Just think of something pleasant! Somebody that you like!” Gumball could hardly masturbate let alone think! Why of all people did he have to be talking about this be his mom?! The blue cat closed his eyes and fantasized about a number of situations he’d usually find provocative; being with penny, being invisible inside the girls’ locker room, his mother’s naked body shaking in front of hi-

“GAH! NO! No no no no no no!” He cried, shaking the dirty images from his thoughts before letting out a sob. Nothing he could think of could get that idea of his mother’s bare form out of her mind. It was so wrong to think about it. It went against everything he felt towards her, and he felt gross even thinking about it. He lowered his head into his hands, hating himself for putting them both in such a situation.

“Gumball? Are you okay? I can hear you crying!” Gumball wiped his nose on his sleeve and looked at the wall.

“I’m sorry mom,” Gumball hung his head down again, looking at the cause for his shame. “I can’t do it.” He hated it for being hard, he hated himself for looking at his mother naked, and he hated his mom for bringing him here. He hated the whole day. He just wanted to wake up and never mention it to anyone ever again. The sound of a curtain being pulled open alerted him as he saw his mother behind the second curtain entering the small stall.

“M-mom?!” Gumball was about to get up before Nicole’s voice stopped him.

“It’s okay sweetie, come to the curtain and face the wall, mommy will help you.” The boy slowly heeded his mother’s instruction; he could see her outline through the fabric and placed his back towards it. He could feel her body push against his as her arms surrounded him, travelling lower towards his swollen appendage. Finding the spot, her fingers wrapped around it gently, ushering a squeak from the boy.

“Just close your eyes, Gumball.” He heard his mother whisper onto his neck. Her left hand held him in close as her right began to lightly stroke his member, her fingers gently gliding up and down while her chest pushed into his back. He could feel her cheek resting on his head, Gumball knew she was feeling just as embarrassed as he was.

“M-mom?! What are you-?!” His mother shushed him softly, continuing her small strokes.

“Just relax and let me help you. Close your eyes and relax…” Gumball closed his eyes, but his body did anything but relax. Despite the apprehension however, her fingers felt wondrous, like they knew exactly how to work over his pulsing shaft. They were nimble and firm, working over the tip while also giving attention to the most sensitive spots he didn’t even know he had. As she pulled back her fingers, a pulse ran through him and he let out an absentminded moan, quickly recovering himself and freezing up.

“It’s okay, Gumball,” His mother said quietly, detecting his fear. “If you feel like it…you can moan…” Gumball knew his mother was only trying to help, but it didn’t remedy the situation at hand very much. Still, at least she knew what she was doing.

The boy felt her free hand run down his chest towards the same region her other hand occupied, this time a little lower, cupping his testicles in her paw. “Do you mind if I…?”

“If…if you think it’ll work?”

“I know it will work.” Her voice sounded more firm this time, more sure. Gumball knew what she meant as her fingers seemed to make his body melt through their touch. They played and fumbled with his package, making the boy’s legs shake and wobble. He could feel a heat start to build up inside of him in his nether regions.

“Agh, mom! I think it’s starting to work!” He groaned; her fingers still at work making him squirm. Pre-cum began to leak out of his reddening dong as she refused to stop.

“Just let mommy know when it feels like…well you know.” She replied, her breath feeling hotter on Gumball’s neck. His senses became more acute and his tail began to shake faster and faster. “Also, it’s okay if you feel like you need to…thrust your hips a little.” The boy was a tad confused at her suggestion as his pre-pubescent mind swam in a sea of hormones.

“Wha-what? What do you mean?”

“I mean,” Nicole pulled her fingers around the tip of his prick, forming a ring at the head of it. Taking her left hand, she pulled it away from his balls for a second and placed it on his butt. “This.” She pushed on his butt which lurched his small frame forward as her fingers drew down his barbed shaft. The act caused a moan to erupt deep from his throat as he had to steady himself. His body shook as he recovered; his breath drew quick as he began to sweat more. The sensation seemed to have briefly short-circuited the young cat’s brain.

“Oh no! Was that too much?” His mother asked behind him, concerned.

“N-no! That was…that was fine! That was fine!” He repeated, trying not to blow his load right there. “But uhh,” He stammered out, trying to find the right words as his eyes fluttered. “I’m…I’m getting close.” He could feel her head nod in understanding through the curtain. She removed her hand from behind him and put it back underneath his genitalia, massaging them as she did before.

“You can keep thrusting.” He heard her say; her face was getting warmer as it rested on his shoulder now. Her words seemed to carry more weight to them than before. Gumball heeded her instructions, trying to imitate the action from before. He pulled his hips back, bringing her finger ring up to the tip of his head before pushing forward, bringing it back to the base of his barbed shaft. He shuddered, the sensation was phenomenal, but he didn’t want to make too many noises in front of his mom. He felt bad enough doing this to her, he wanted to end it as fast as possible, but not freak out his mother in the process.

A concerning pressure began to form inside of him and build up. His swollen rod began to throb as he continued to fuck his mom’s hand, his pre-cum acting as lubricant which seemed to dribble out with no sign of stopping. Nicole’s breasts pushed into his back as the two began to go in a rhythm with Gumball’s thrusts. His pace began to quicken as the pressure started to gain momentum. Little gasps escaped his small frame each time he pushed forward into his mom’s hand; he was shaking all over now.

“Mom…it’s…it’s coming out.” He whimpered, panting and dripping with sweat.

“It’s alright, sweetie. Let it out.” A pained moan escaped the lad as his mother began to quickly pump his feline prick. With one loud cry a shot of sticky white liquid came out, hitting the wall opposite them.

“Mmm-mom! AGH MOM!” Nicole didn’t stop there as her fingers worked their magic. Spurt after spurt of the hot, sticky substance came out with supple volume. Gumball’s body spasmed erratically with each thrust, sending cum flying all over the stall. He tried to close his mouth to avoid alerting any further attention, but it worked about as well as watering a plant with sand. His tongue fell out as his body followed afterwards, falling on his knees then sideways onto the wall, one of the few areas not touched by his seed. His panting started to calm down as did his now half-flaccid prick, still dripping with unspent love juice.

Realizing the situation and where they were, Gumball propped himself back up to his legs that now had the consistency of jelly and moved towards his pile of clothes in the corner, hoping they were untouched as well. Quickly throwing them on in his half-dazed state, he was relieved to find nothing had touched them. Turning around, he noticed his mother still kneeling behind the curtain, her arms retracted back towards her now. He walked over and pushed it aside gently, seeing his mom dressed in her black top and shorts, looking at her paws, and blushing a heavy shade of scarlet. He avoided saying anything to her, suddenly hating himself more than ever before. He had let her down with things like grades before, but this was so much more than that. He hated himself and hated putting his mother through such an event. He was about to walk past her when her voice chimed.

“So umm…are you okay now?” Gumball refused to look at her, sticking to sharing glances with the wall.

“Yeah, I’m fine now. I’m…really sorry you had to do that.”

“It’s fine, Gumball!” She said in her motherly tone, ripe with worry and affection that only a mother could hold. “Don’t feel ashamed, honey. I still love you and while it wasn’t exactly what I had in mind…I’m glad we could spend this time together.”

Gumball’s mind raced for an appropriate answer, shocked that his mother’s condition remained the same throughout that whole ordeal. He took her words as fact and smiled meekly.

“I-I love you too, mom. And…thank you. I mean-“

“I know what you mean, sweetie. You don’t have to say it.” She looked over and smiled at her son, who returned the gesture. “Do you still want to go work out?” Gumball felt like he owed his mother at least something today agreed.

“Yeah, sure, we can still do that.” His attention then turned to the now very used stall they had exited. “Should…should we clean up a bit?”  Nicole laughed softly and quickly scooted her son out of the stall towards the door exiting the locker room.

“I think we should get as far away from that stall as we possibly can and never tell anyone what just happened.”

…

“So honey, how exactly are you failing gym? Do you not have the motivation? Are you tired? What is it?” Nicole prodded her son. The two had exited the locker room and were walking along rows of treadmills and benches.

“I just don’t really have a knack for physical activity I guess.” The boy shrugged his shoulders in response, earning a look from his mother.

“Oh come on, Gumball. I’ve seen the stuff you do in front of Penny, you’re like a body builder! Why can’t you do that now?” The male feline blushed and turned his head away. To be honest, Gumball only did that to impress the peanut girl, and even then he would fail half of the time. Memories of him struggling to lift up the 40-pound bar and the mocking of his classmates burned in his skull, making him shudder.

“Actually I’m not really in the mood to life weights.”

“Oh that’s alright, I did weight training last weekend. I like to cycle things around, to keep my body from getting used to the workouts. “The two passed a couple of men, whose shoulders seemed to be larger than their heads, ushering a small squeak of fear from the smaller cat.

“Uhh…so what did you have in mind for today…?” His mother patted him gently on the head in between his ears.

“Well today I was thinking of running on the treadmills for a warm-up, then doing a little bit of kick-boxing, and then finishing up with some relaxing yoga!”

“Wait, wait, wait, what? I thought we were just going to throw around one of those bouncy balls for half an hour and call it a day?

“Honey, first of all, they’re called medicine balls and they’re to help with your core. Second off, you’re going to need to do exactly what I do if you wanna pass gym.”

Gumball grumbled out of spite as his mother headed towards a row of treadmills. He hated running. The only reason he was so good at it was because of all the times he had to run for his life in school, so he had that to be thankful for. Wait, no, that’s a terrible thing to be thankful for.

“Gumball, you coming?” He heard his mother chime, poking at the buttons on one machine. “Here, you can use the one next to mine.”

The small feline stepped onto the belt as it began to move, picking up the pace as the machine sped up to its predetermined speed. Pretty soon his lungs began to work as his body moved faster and faster parallel to the belt underneath him. He was going at a moderate pace, much more than he expected of himself, he actually felt a little sense of pride. He began to perspire; sweat trickled down his face the faster her ran.

Feeling good about himself, he looked over towards his mother who seemed to be going at a slower pace, just a light jog. He noticed the way her feet moved with each step, the way they ran up to her calves and then to her muscular thighs, curving up to her hips in such a way that gave her a sort of pear-shaped figure. He looked at the way every part of her moved when she stepped, as if she was moving in slow-motion. Her curves matched so well with her body, the tight clothing she wore only helped accentuate her figure. Her butt was compact, yet so big! Around the house she wore a skirt that covered her from the waist down to her knees, but here, he could make out so much more of her!

The next thing Gumball knew was the feeling of gravity taking effect on him as his feet seemed to trip over one another. His face connected with the rotating belt, sending him backwards into the wall behind the machine, and alerting his mother in the process.

“Gumball! Are you alright! Oh I knew I shouldn’t have set it so high!” The blue cat opened his eyes, dazed, yet still conscience. He quickly realized how close his mother was to him; her breasts were almost blocking her face. He turned his head and pushed himself away, leaving his mother to worry even further. “Umm…maybe we should move onto something else.” She looked around the surrounding while her son situated himself against the wall.

“Why does this keep happening?!” The young feline said to himself. “It’s like she’s doing this to me on purpose! Wait…” The boy looked at his mom as she stepped toward a sandbag hanging up from the ceiling, his mind piecing the events that occurred previously together. How could these sorts of events be happening purely by coincidence?  His mom was acting so differently today, not at all how she acted at home. She was making him look so stupid in front of all of these people, she must be doing this on purpose! This was just like the time she was trying to turn him into a “winner” like her! She’s just trying to get in his head, to screw him up to make him seem inferior to her! Well two can play that game!

“Hey mom, I’m gonna go to the bathroom. I’ll be back in a bit, okay?” His mother stopped her assault on the sandbag and wiped the sweat off of her brow.

“What? Sure sweetie, are you alright?”

“Yeah, I just really have to go. Like right now.”

“O…kay… just be safe. I’ll be here when you get out.”

Nicole watched as her son walked away behind some machines towards the men’s bathroom. It always worried her when her children went off on their own, knowing they didn’t always make the best choices but always meant well. She always wanted what was best for her kids even though they might resent her for it. She hoped that they would grow up to be better people because of her, at least better than their father. Nevertheless, she turned her focus back towards the sandbag hanging in front of her; at least one of them would get in a workout today. These workouts were the only way for her to relieve stress during her weeks as a housewife and the sole income for her family. She can usually control her bursts of rage but lately it’s been more and more difficult to do so. With her husband’s lack of enthusiasm in doing anything revolving around physical movement as well as having to take care of three children, she found herself with less and less time to herself. She loved her family dearly, but feared she might soon lose herself in a fit of rage and frighten them.

She let out a jab, then a left hook, followed by an uppercut, this worn bag of sand was the only way she could vent her pent up stress, albeit only a temporarily. She could drink her sorrows away, but that wouldn’t solve anything. Gumball is at such a vulnerable age now! Puberty is making everything seem so confusing, it shouldn’t be a surprise he’s not doing well in a few subjects. As a mother, she should’ve known that! She should be able to help him in place of a father with little real-life experience!

She punched the bag even harder, her knuckles hurt from that one, but it only spurred her further. She moved to the side and kicked, spun around, and followed with her heel. He’s all alone in a world of pubescent hormones surrounded by a bunch of bullies and punks and it’s her job to teach him how to protect himself from them! His body is changing and he’s starting to think dirty thoughts that only a parental figure can help him decipher! He shouldn’t be growing up thinking his body is filthy, that wouldn’t be healthy! But on the contrary…he also shouldn’t think his mother giving her son a hand-job in the locker room is acceptable either. She looked at the paw she committed the deed with, a portion of it stained white from her son’s dried seed. She hated herself for being her son’s first sexual experience, but isn’t it her duty as a mother to help her son? Debating about it made her head hurt more.

The woman let out a frustrated sigh and gave a final punch, knocking the bag off of its chain and throwing sand over the floor. She breathed in a few pockets of air, staring at the sand near her feet.

“Well I guess that’s it for kickboxing for today.” The mother kicked some of the sand lightly and walked towards a rack filled with inflated balls and rolled up mats. “Hopefully some yoga will help me clear my head. I’ve got to find a workout routine that doesn’t involve destroying anymore equipment.”

Nicole grabbed one of the rubber balls and sat it on the ground, placing her rear on it and sliding down to where her back formed a concave angle with the spherical orb. She let her ears graze the floor, stretching her whole body out and trying to clear her mind. As her breathing slowed, the world seemed to slow down around her. Noises blurred out and things seemed to have less significance to her. This was the only time for her to really relax, on this ball by herself. She put herself in a calming atmosphere tucked inside the folds of her mind with no screaming kids, no job to toll at, no husband to clean up after, just her relaxing and breathing. Finally, she let out a breath as her body relaxed, audible cracks could be heard as her body relaxed and loosened up further. She felt lighter, as if she could just push off of her hands and feet and float upwards towards the ceiling with minimal effort. Everything felt so at ease.

The pattering sounds of feet followed by the shielding of the lights overhead made the woman open her eyes to see what caused it. She opened her eyes to see her son with a cunning grin on his face and an obvious protrusion coming from his shorts staring at her in the face.

“Gumball…! What on earth do you think you’re doing?!” She exclaimed, blushing heavily but unable to reposition herself. Her son looked at her mischievously, grabbing the sides of her head.

“This is for messing with me all morning!” The young cat pushed his swollen manmeat into his mother’s face, engulfing most of it into the fabric all the while she struggled to pull away. She shook her head wildly, but the boy held tight his grip on her.

“G-Gumball! What are you doing?! Get it off of me!” The woman tried her best to hold her breath, but her thrashing about used up what little air she had in her lungs. She had no choice. She took in a breath, filling up herself with her son’s scent. Sweat and hormones combined into one form and began to make Nicole’s mind go hazy. “I…I don’t know…what you’re…ta…talkin…g…a..bout…” She tried her best to get away from her son, to force the dirty thoughts afflicting her mind, but common sense began to be replaced with more primal urges. She found herself less reluctant in breathing in more of her son’s odor into her body, letting it fill her lungs.

“I…I can’t be doing this…to my own son!...” Her mind resisted the temptation of smothering herself into her son’s crotch, but her body quivered in desperation, begging for more. She could feel her clothes grow tighter and her body hotter; her lower half tingled in pent up temptation. Her thoughts grew hazy as she lost all willpower to resist her animal instincts. It had been so long, she couldn’t hold herself back anymore.

“Uhh…mom? Are you alright?” Gumball asked, now a little apprehensive about having shoved his erection into his mother’s face.  Maybe this wasn’t the best plan to get back at his mother. The only response from the older feline was her pushing her face back into his groin, breathing more of his feral scent. The boy could feel her hot breath even through his shorts. Out of reaction, Gumball pushed himself away, now a little freaked out at his mom’s actions. “Mom?!” She didn’t respond this time, only her wavering eyes following his crotch’s movements showed any signs of a conscience presence. Her tongue hung out of her smiling mouth, she looked…hungry.

“Ny…nyah!...Nyah!” She cried happily, a strand of drool descending from her tongue, trying to push herself towards him. The sounds were nothing Gumball had heard from his mother before; they were primal in a way. He looked at her eyes, the hostility they had held before was gone, replaced with an almost stupefied glazing. Every time he tried moving away, her gaze remained solely on his erection. Her nipples poked through her top, the position she was in only helped make them more noticeable. “Nyahaa!”

“Uh…m-m-mom?” Gumball’s legs slowly moved backwards, pulling with them the entranced woman, still balancing on her ball. She seemed almost ready to pounce on him when she suddenly lost her balance, sliding off the ball and slamming onto the floor with an audible crash. “Oh my gosh! Mom!? Are you alright!?” The boy approached his mom who was still reeling from the crash, facing the floor on her arms and knees. “Mom…?”

Her head snapped up causing the boy to jump back. He lifted up his knee to hide his erection, more embarrassed than before. Nicole simply pushed it aside and glared at his crotch, harder than before. Her attention then switched up to her son, who was now waiting for her next move. She narrowed her eyes and stood up over him.

“How…how dare you do something like that to your own mother?!” She fumed through bared teeth. Gumball was about to run before she grabbed a hold of his arm, gripping it tightly. Lifting him up with relative ease, she carried him past the workout equipment, past the windows in the front, past the counter with the lady behind it, and towards the locker room they had previously exited. “What am I going to do with you… Nicole pushed open the door and paused, pulling her son in close. “If you won’t work out on the machines, I’m going to give you a workout so intense you won’t walk right for days!” Gumball uttered a pitiful peep as she door closed behind them.

…

Gumball spewed out an assortment of apologies as Nicole stormed into the locker room, dangling him by his arm. His words fell on deaf ears as his mother said nothing. She stepped towards an empty stall and threw him in there before closing the curtains behind them.

Gumball huddled himself into the corner, holding his arms in front of him like a shield to protect him from whatever wrath his mother may unleash.

“M-mom I’m sorry! I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean it!”

“That’s enough out of you, young man! You publicly embarrassed your mother and made her look foolish! Now it’s time for your punishment.” Nicole snapped. Gumball was now frightened, unsure of what his mother may do next. He watched her slowly stride towards him, her hips swaying and her hands at the sides of her gym shorts. His eyes widened as she pushed them down, a strand of fluid stretched from her glistening sex to her shorts as she threw them away.

Gumball’s eyes widened, his body trembling as his mother descended on him. Her hands ran up her thighs, to her stomach, then to her face. “Look at what you’ve done to me..” Her voice was more flirtatious than accusing as she rubbed her thighs together. She bent over and placed a hand on her son’s chest, moving it down to his waistline. “I’m going to do the same to you!”

Gumball’s size was no match for his mother’s strength as she pulled him in and pushed his mouth open with her tongue. It felt so warm sliding around in his mouth he paid little attention as she pulled down his shorts, his rod jutting out underneath a small pair of tighty-whities, the tip soaked with pent up love juice. His body trembled and his mind raced for a proper response, this felt so wrong, but so good. Before he could say anything, his mother dipped a hand underneath his underwear, running her fingers along his genitals, making him quiver.  She cupped his balls in her hand, rubbing underneath them while she pulled off the rest of his clothes. More precum drooled out of the tip, something that brought a smirk to Nicole’s face.

“Mmm…you’re enjoying this, aren’t you? Isn’t this what you wanted? For mommy to play with you like this?” Gumball let out an exasperated groan. Nicole responded with a satisfied chuckle. “You don’t have to say anything, I can tell from the look on your face.”

“M-mom! Please! We can’t do this here…” He looked at his mom, who rubbed her hand over the head of his swollen prick, covering it with his precum, strands of it descended off of it as she held it in front of his face.

“You like it when mommy does this? When she touches you like this?” Her voice carried a sweet innocence, but her eyes held her true devious intentions. Through the new sensations assaulting his mind, all he could muster was a slight nodding of the head. “Good, because there’s plenty more where that came from!”

As Gumball stood there, fully nude and victim to his mother’s advances, he tried his best to retain what little grasp over his composure he still had. This was proven futile as Nicole’s hand went further behind his testicles, towards a more sensitive area, uttering a shrill cry from the young cat.

“Mom?! D-don’t touch me the-!” Her tongue plunging into his mouth shut him up again as her fingers began to explore his soft bottom. She brushed over his cheeks, pulling and pushing them apart and together. One paw gripped his shaft and began to give soft, gentle strokes while the other started to rub the boy’s taint gently. The pleasure made the boy absentmindedly begin to grind on his mother’s fingers, something she took a sort of lavished enjoyment out of. Moving her head downward, she took the head in her mouth, letting her lips move over the head, gathering the sticky liquid coming out of the tip and swirling it into her mouth.

“You…taste…good. I want more.” At these words, Gumball could feel her hand underneath him move again, back over his butt, in between his cheeks. His body grew tense as her fingers worked to permeate into his body. “Sweetie, you’re so tense!” Nicole removed her mouth from the tip of his member, a strand of saliva connecting them hung for a moment. “You need to relax.” Gumball, his mind lost in a vast tempest of unknown feelings, feelings towards his mother and what she was doing to him. Was all of this right? Was this supposed to be like this? Was it supposed to feel…this good? All he knew at this point was to listen to his mother; she knew what was best overall. But looking at her, the animalistic reflection in her eyes, was it really her doing these things?

“Mmmom?! I-I don’t think you should be doing that back there!” He squirmed.

“It’s alright honey! Let mommy do her work, I promise it’ll make you feel good!” He looked down at her, lapping at his swollen shaft, licking up the clear liquid that streamed out of it. He could feel it, the same pressure from before was building again.

“M-mom! It’s starting to come again!”

“Relax sweetie, let me in…”

“Mom, I don’t think you sh-!“

“I said, Let. Me. In.” Nicole’s voice was more strict and demanding. Gumball gulped down his anxiety and slightly relaxed himself. Feeling this, one of Nicole’s fingers found their way inside of his bum. The sensation made the boy squeak loudly.

“You…! Did you just?!” Nicole moved her head up away from his junk to his stomach, looking up at her panicking son.

“Give it a second sweetie, it’ll feel wondrous.” She began to rub her chest over his penis, letting it fall into the space between her  breasts, rubbing them around it while her fingers wiggled inside him. First it was one, but once his butt got used to it, she was able to insert a second one. “You’re starting to throb sweetie, you’re not enjoying this, are you?” She teased. Gumball blushed and tried to ignore the building intensity in his groin. His mother’s fingers were touching parts of him he didn’t know could be touched that way. It was proving to be too much to hold back, he was going to burst.

“Mehrgh-m…mom…I can’t…! I can’t!”

“You’re about to go off aren’t you? I can feel it.” She moved back down, placing her mouth on the tip of his shaft again. Her fingers still played with her son’s anus. Gumball was sweating profusely as his mom had her way with him; his breathing was fast and heavy. “Come on sweetie, all in mommy’s mouth!” She wrapped a hand around his prick, pumping it as fast and hard as she could.

“AGH! MOM!!” That pressure inside Gumball exploded into a jet of euphoric pleasure as cum shot out of him like a fountain. Nicole caught all of it in her mouth, wrapping her lips around his tip, sucking it dry. His butt tightened around her fingers, still pushing their way in and out of him while they kept prodding him to ejaculate even more. His genitals ached as she milked him dry, everything was pumped out of him until only a few remaining drops were pushed out, caught in his mother’s open mouth, filled with her son’s seed.  Gumball popped an eye open to see what had happened, looking down and finding his mother’s face covered in a glazing of love juice. Her mouth glistened in the dim stall with his spunk and, with a gentle squeeze of his balls, the last remaining drops fell out of his deflating prick.

“Ah…! Ah…! Mahhh…mom! Tha-that was…!” Gumball stuttered, but his brain had shut off his ability to form coherent sentences. Which worked well for his mother as she closed her lips, cheeks filled with his cum, savoring the taste as long as possible.

Nicole pulled her fingers out of his butt. It retracted to its previous sate, albeit a bit looser, and dragged her hand underneath his genitals, up his stomach, and finally resting on his shoulders. She pushed him down onto his knees and stood up herself, making him eye level with her crotch this time. She towered over him as she pulled him inwards between her thighs, his face just inches away from her quivering snatch, a pale pink in color. It was sopping wet and leaking sticky fluids down her thighs.

“Do…do you want me to…to you?” Gumball could only murmur. Nicole nodded her splooge covered head, sending a few beads of the white fluid flying forward and landing on Gumball’s. She placed a hand behind him, pulling him right up against her. His body was filled with her sweet scent and froze up. Impatient, Nicole pushed her hips back and forth, spreading her sweet honey over his face. Gumball pawed at her thighs, trying to free himself, but she had a firm grip on him. He looked up at her mother who smiled sweetly at him, knowing full well what she was doing to him. The young cat knew the only way to get through this was to make her feel just as good as she made him.

Slowly, the boy opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, giving a light lick of her opening which caused Nicole to let out a deep moan. She covered her mouth to catch any cum leaking between her lips. She was saving it. Blissfulness spread across her face as he continued. The semen in her mouth slowly slid down her throat, making her body go electric with pleasure unknown even to her. Her tail and ears perked up as her senses were further heightened. She could feel each rough lick and lap at her most sensitive parts, but this only excited her more. She enjoyed the slight feeling of discomfort, it made the whole situation last even longer.

Despite his rough tongue, Nicole was shaking, practically begging for more from Gumball. Her breasts were pushed up against the cold tile lining the walls. Her tail wrapped around Gumball’s neck to pull him in deeper. She furrowed her brow and concentrated on keeping her son still in between her thighs which was proving more difficult as his strength was depleting. He wound up sitting up on the wall while she continued grinding on his open mouth; her sopping wetness now making audible noises with each stroke of his tongue. His face was soaked with her juices, dripping down his chin and onto his naked form.

Nicole’s eyes were shut tight and her thighs clenched around Gumball’s head. Her legs began to spasm and her grinding became more dramatic. The warmth radiating from her vagina filled Gumball’s mouth as he lapped up the excess fluids emanating from her. Gumball knew what was coming next. He dragged his tongue down and then all the way up the pink flesh, hitting a certain point that made his mother jump.

“Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!” She moaned, still trying to mute herself.

A little nub poked out, something Gumball could feel as he dragged his tongue along it. This part in particular seemed to get the biggest rise out of her so he began to give all his attention towards it. Her legs shook, vibrating his head as he assaulted her most sensitive area. Her moans soon became more audible the longer he continued when at last they hit a high point.

“HRMNNN!!” Her wail echoed in the small shower stall. Her thighs latched onto the young cat’s head like a vice grip as she collapsed onto the floor. While the immense orgasm overtook her, she swallowed the rest of the semen in her mouth, bringing her to an almost euphoric state as her brain went haywire in pure pleasure. As soon as her mouth was empty, she let out an exasperated moan as another orgasm rocked through her. Her whole body trembled as more fluid leaked from her nether regions. “Ny-! Nyahhh…!”

Gumball gasped for air inside the choke-hold his mother involuntarily put him in. Luckily for him she lifted up her leg, freeing the boy and enabling him to wipe the sex juices off his face. He paused for a moment, eyeing his naked mother. She was lying on her back panting heavily, her face a beet red color. The two remained there silent, stark naked, and covered in each other’s fluids.

“That…” His mother drawled out, still slightly out of it. “I needed that…” Her voice was cut short as her body experienced yet another orgasm. Her back arched and her eyes shut tight as she let it hit her. “Uuugh! Ugh! Ugh! O…okay, I think that was the last one. Are you alright, Gumball?” She lifted up her head enough to see Gumball’s matted fur and haggard expression.

“Y…yeah, I’m good.” She mumbled.

“I’m…I’m sorry I flew off the handle like that…”

“It’s alright mom. Really.”

“I just feel so bad tha-“

“Hello? Miss?!” A person standing outside the curtain boomed abruptly, shocking the duo. “I know you’re doing something inappropriate in there and I’m getting the manager!” The two looked at each other as they heard the woman’s footsteps fading away.

“On second thought, we should finish this discussion later.”

…

The sound of water splashing against tile flooring opened Gumball’s eyes. His mother, Nicole, perched over him with a sinister smile. She pinned his arms down and spun her leg over him so that her butt hung over his face. He could see the sweat beading down her cheeks and down her legs. He could feel the warmth radiating from her thighs.

At the same time, he felt his pants being unbuckled and with one swift movement were pulled off. He brought his head up to say something in protest, but his mother’s posterior pushed him back down, silencing whatever complaints he may have had. He could already feel her underwear growing damper with her excitement. Her hot breath tickled his nether regions and her hands rubbed his inner thighs.

Her hips began to thrust into his face, grinding like a saw. Her hands found their way to his now rigid shaft, playing wildly with it which made the boy moan into her bum. He was being smothered; he was too weak to push her off as she continued to pet his genitals.

“Doesn’t this feel good, sweetie?” He heard her giggling, shaking her rump along with his face. “Now you’re going to make me feel good…”

Gumball awoke in a sweat, screaming in his usual high pitched tone that could crack a window. He sat up on the lower portion of his bunk bed and looked around his bedroom. His friend/brother/pet fish Darwin wasn’t in his bowl, leaving him alone to sort out what the heck he just dreamed about.

“It…it was just a dream, Gumball. A very, VERY bad dream...” He said to himself, although it did little to assure his worries.

Looking down at the covers, he noticed a sizeable protrusion trying to break through his underwear and blanket. He immediately attempted to hide it, ashamed to have an erection from a dream such as the one he had. It was all because of his mother last weekend! What she did at the gym had been giving the child nightmares all week, all around the same premise: inside the locker room, her towering over him, and him waking up with a painful erection, something he knew he’d have to take care of soon.

Getting out of his bed, he pulled his shirt over his lower half and proceeded to cautiously tip toe towards the restroom, thankfully being on the same floor as his bedroom. He had been dreading this day all week, dreading going back to that gym, into the locker rooms, and worried about what else his mother might do to him.

“Honey, is that you?” Gumball froze in fright at the sound of his mother’s voice. He could hear her from somewhere in the house, but he wasn’t sure where. The last thing he wanted to do was to see him in his current state. Rushing towards the bathroom, he slammed the door shut behind him and locked the door. With a contented sigh, he began to contemplate a plan on getting out of exercising today. Maybe if he faked an illness? No, his mother would notice at how sudden it was. Fake an injury? No, then she’d more than likely take him to the hospital. Run away? Okay, that’s definitely an option…

“Gumball!!” The most accurate description of what Gumball felt was absolute terror as he slowly looked over his shoulder to see his mother behind him wearing nothing but a bathrobe.  His initial reaction was to quickly tear a hole through the door and escape, but his body seemed to not be responding to his brain’s commands. It was only when she took a step towards him that he turned and laid a hand on the doorknob. Nicole’s hand came up from behind and slammed the door closed, surprising the boy.

“Gumball, please, we should talk.”

“I don’t wanna talk!”

“Gumball, please!” She pleaded again.

“No!” The male cat remained defiant, that is until his mother scooped him up in her arms and sat him on the toilet, facing her. “I don’t want to talk to you!”

“Gumball, please I just wanted to apologis-“

“I don’t care if you’re sorry!” He shot back.

“Honey, please let me fin-“

“I don’t want to hear it, mom!” His mother was getting noticeably upset at this point.

“Gumball, I’M SORRY!” She stuck her face close to his, making his heart race. Her eyes narrowed, staring directly into his for just a brief second before she backed off. “Honey, I’ve felt absolutely terrible doing those things to you and I just want you to know I don’t ever want to do that to you ever again, okay? I wasn’t feeling myself and things just…sort of happened! I know it’s hard to look at me after what I did, but please just know that I’m absolutely sorry!” Her son looked around the bathroom, first at the tub, then to his mother.

“Why were you teasing me all that time then? You were making me feel weird the entire time!” Nicole arched an eyebrow in response.

“Teasing you? What are you talking about?”

“The way you were bending over me; showing me your chest and junk! And in the locker-room! What the heck was that all about?!” She was taken aback by his accusations, not knowing how to answer right away.

“Gumball I was…I was just working out! It wasn’t my intention to make you uncomfortable!”

“Then…then why did you bring me into the locker-room with you, huh?!”

“I wanted you with me because I worry about your safety. I wanted you close with me so that I knew where you were!”

“Well then why did you do all of that stuff to me? Why did you make do that to me!?” Nicole drew back, her hand covering her mouth, not knowing what to say. She could feel her face heat up in embarrassment, too ashamed to go into details.

“Sweetie, believe me, if I could go back and change what happened I’d do it in a heartbeat! I was behaving very inappropriately, I’m more than aware of that!”

“Oh you were inappropriate alright! You had sex with my face!” He retorted back at her.

“Gumball!” She said, shocked. “Do not use that sort of language with me!”

“Well it’s true! That’s what you did! And now you’re trying to make excuses for it!”

“Gumball, I’ve apologized over and over again, but you have yet to say you’re sorry once! You shoved your privates into your mother’s face in public! Why would you do that to your mother?!” She was close to her boiling point. If something breakable didn’t get into her hands in the next few seconds she felt like she’d explode. Suddenly though, Gumball’s demeanor changed; he looked more ashamed than anything now. His shoulders slumped and he wouldn’t face her. The two sat in silence and knew what to say, but not how to say it.

“Gumball, I-“

“I’m sorry mom. I know I shouldn’t have done those things to you, and I’m sorry.” He looked distraught, but his words sounded earnest.

“Oh, honey.” She unclenched her hands and leaned closer, wrapping her arms around her son. “You have no idea how sorry I am. I can’t even find the words to describe why that happened! I’ve just been so pent up lately and, well, you caught me at a bad tim-“ She stopped herself before she said anything else, but her son had heard enough.

“A bad time? What do you mean?” He looked up at her. The mother and son exchanged glances before Nicole broke it off. She sighed defeated.

“I mean…oh, I never meant to have this talk with you until you were older, but…when a mother and father love each other they do…things together that help them when they’re stressed and show that they love each other.”

“You mean sex?” Nicole’s brow furrowed as he said this. He seemed to know a bit more than he let on.

“Yes…sex. Anyway, sex is a healthy, natural thing shared between two people that love each other. And well, bless your father’s heart; your father can’t…fulfill my needs in that case…” Her face was a scarlet red and she rubbed her shoulders impishly. “That’s why I’ve been doing these workouts, to help get rid of that pent up frustration. And you doing that to me, it just…brought up all of what I had been pushing down for so long. I never meant to put you in that situation, sweetheart and if you don’t want to continue these workouts with me I completely understand. I just want you to know that sex isn’t a bad thing! Just that you should do it with someone that you love dearly and feel comfortable with.” She paused to breath and waited for her son to respond.

“I…I guess that wouldn’t be so bad…” He muttered, crossing his legs. Nicole noticed his eyes were focused below her face and looked down to see that part of her robe had loosened, showing off a bit of her cleavage. Returning her look to her son, she noticed a mass steadily growing from his trousers. Her jaw dropped slightly as she watched it move.

“G-Gumball!” He snapped back to attention, looking at her with a scared disposition. He was shaking in fear, and yet his lower appendage remained at full mast.

“S-Sorry mom! I was listening!” He fumbled with his words, betraying himself. Her eyes glared at him incredulously, her cheeks still burning red.

“Were you now? Then what THIS then?!” She demanded in a stern voice. Her paw pointed at his dick, jutting out from underneath the towel. He looked down, just now seeming to notice his situation. His hands were quick to try and hide his shame, but his mother simply pulled them away. “Answer me!”

“I-I-I don’t know!” He wailed. “It just happened again!” Nicole stared at him incredulously.

“You’re lying! You were staring at me again!” The boy tried backing up further into the toilet, but there was nowhere for him to go now. “Well?”

“I-y…yes! Okay!? Yes! I was looking at you, and it got hard! I-I don’t know why it’s doing it now at a time like this!” Nicole held a closed hand over her mouth, looking caringly at her son. She stood up and laid her hands on his shoulders.

“Gumball, I love you, and there’s nothing that can ever change that. However,” She paused, making she sure had his attention. “I need you to be perfectly honest with me.  Your body doing this is perfectly natural, but I have to know this: do you find me sexually attractive? Not those girls in the gym or…or Penny or anyone in your school?” The words fell like iron bars on quivering ears. Seconds turned into eons, heartbeats lasted for years. It was as if the universe around them had slowed to an agonizing crawl. Finally, Gumball slowly nodded his head in agreement. Tears began to well up in his eyes again, falling down his cheeks in shameful beads.

Nicole embraced her son, hugging him tightly to her stomach, his tiny arms reaching around her sides and pulling her in closer.

“It’s all right, honey. It’s all right.” She cooed, stroking the back of his head. He looked up, afraid of what he may see, but was relieved to find the same, sympathetic, motherly eyes he recognized. He smiled and laid his head on her stomach before she pulled away from the embrace. Confused, he looked up to see her pulling at the sash on her robe, undoing the knot and letting it fall to her feet, exposing herself to him. “I still feel awful about what I did to you back at the gym, so right now I’m allowing you to do whatever you want with my body.”

A bead of sweat ran down Gumball’s brow and his body felt like it was encased in ice.

“Y-You want me to…you want us to…’do it?’”

“I want you to get whatever it is out of your system. (Hopefully you’re like your father and only think this way when you’re hard). Just do whatever it is you need to do.” She locked her fingers behind her back and stuck her chest out. “Just no insertion! I will draw the line at that!” The stunned look on her son’s face was enough of an answer for her. Looking behind her shoulder, she grabbed a stool in the corner with her toe and pulled it under her. She sat down and pulled her legs apart, beckoning him over. “Come over to mommy, sweetheart.”

Gumball shakily got to his feet, hopping off the toilet and stepping over to his mother. The towel covering his shame found its way to his ankles, letting his prick sprout up to full mast.

“Oh dear…” Nicole cooed, her son standing in between her legs. “No penetration, remember?”

“Uh…yeah…” He replied uncomfortably.

“Go ahead, like mommy showed you.” She pointed at his hand, lowering her fingertip down to his member, excited for any physical contact.

Gumball hesitated for a second, then slid a hand downwards, gripping his shaft and began to pump slowly. A tiny moan was let out as he watched his mother’s nether regions glistening.

“That’s it, you’re doing good, sweetie.” She uttered. His hands picked up speed, running up and down his shaft now. He stood on tiptoes and steadied himself on one arm against Nicole’s thigh. Her breasts bounced lightly with her breathing and the pink buds adorning each stuck out. “Keep it up, honey.”

Strangely, his mother’s quiet, encouraging words were making the sensation more intense. The same pressure he felt back at the gym was stirring up in his loins. He could feel precum start to seep out of him, sticking to his fingers.

“M-mom! I’m getting close!” He lurched forward, jacking off at a blistering pace now. Nicole licked her lips enticingly.

“That’s it baby. All over mommy.”

Crying out, Gumball’s hips thrusted forward, a shot of warming splooge spurted out onto Nicole’s chest. His hand kept pumping, sending more and more cum onto her, coating her stomach and thighs with his man juice. The last bit of it descended from his prick in a thick glob, falling onto his fingers. He looked at them concerned, trying to find a towel around.

“Here, sweetie. Let mommy clean you up.” The larger cat sat up, not paying any mind to the cum soaking into her. She grabbed her son’s hand and stuck out her tongue, sucking each finger into her mouth, rolling her tongue around the digits. Her mouth was warmer and wetter than he thought. She seemed to be enjoying herself; her tongue wavering in between his fingers, making sure to get every trace of it.

Gumball noticed her breasts freely dangling in front of him, her nipples still hardened. Without a second thought, his free hand went to grab one of them, earning him a pleasant gasp from his mother. Her played with the mound of flesh, fumbling it through his fingers, sinking his hand into it, barely able to grasp its size. He squeezed and pulled, enjoying the feeling of them in his hand, like a bag of putty that always bounced back to its original shape. His fingers ran over the cum and rubbed it into the silky skin, coating it.

“Oh sweetie, you’re getting hard again!” Nicole giggled softly, taking the boy’s fingers out of her mouth. She pointed downward and sure enough, his pecker was once again straightening upwards.

Gumball looked from his manmeat to the blushing cheeks of his mother who chuckled again and removed the stool, opting to laying on her back. She raised up her legs and pressed them together, pulling apart her thighs with her hands.

“I know I said no penetration, but this should be a good enough substitute, hmm?” She smiled calmly. Sucking on a couple of fingers, she ran them between her legs, just above her womanhood, seemingly wetter than before.

Gumball stood before the improvised entrance, his rod rubbed against her inner thighs, almost grazing her honey pot. Basic instinct took over as he wrapped his arms around her knees, holding them in place together as he pushed the head of it through her thighs. The heat coming off of her genitalia made his manhood swell even more, ushering him onward.

It was a feeling he experienced before, when his mother was instructing him at the gym with her hands. The now-familiar humping motion came automatically, spurred by wanting to release the stress that has been fatiguing him all week. He woke up that morning unknowing he’d be unloading all of it onto his mother.

Nicole’s hands went to her buttocks, lifting herself up to keep her son from falling out.

“Keep it up, baby! You’re doing…you’re doing great!” Gumball humped faster, feeling the same numbing sensation in his groin building up.

“It’s coming out again!” He groaned, still humping into her legs.

“Let it out, baby. Let it all out!” With a sharp wail, he felt his body and senses go numb. His eyes lost focus as he felt himself release into her legs and onto her.

“Oh my!” Nicole said, but Gumball paid no heed. He continued until his balls were finally empty. He let out a breath onto Nicole’s calves and finally let go, falling backwards with a thud. Her legs stayed together in midair for a second before they parted. She sat up, the front side of her littered with long, sticky strands of cum. She dragged her fingers through a particularly thick length of it going from her eye to her cheek and licked it clean. She opened an eye and peered at her son, who was catching his breath on the bathroom floor.

“Feel better, honey?” Her question was met with a breathless nod. She smiled and continued to lick herself clean, lapping up the splooge left on her. “You…you sure had a lot in you! She bent over him and picked him up, hugging him against her bosom, feeling the last bit of cum drip onto her stomach. “Sorry I put you through this, Gumball. Hopefully we don’t have any more incidents like this, but I’ll do my part as your mother to help with whatever urges you have. However,” She held him up to her face. His eyes slowly focused to match hers. “You must promise me that you don’t mention this to anyone. This is just between us, do you understand?”

Gumball nodded his head sheepishly, still somewhat out of it.

“Also, I don’t want you doing any of this with any of those other girls at school, do you hear me? What we do is bad enough, but I do not want to be a grandmother just yet!”

“O…okay…” He breathed.

“Promise me, Gumball!”

“I…I promise!” Nicole smiled happily and pulled him in for another hug. Her breasts pushed into his chest, feeling his heartbeat race.

“And maybe when you get a bit older…”

“W-what?”

“Oh I’m just thinking to myself!” She laughed lightly. “Now let’s see if we can’t go get our gym memberships back!” She placed him on the bathroom floor and began to pick up their clothes. “You can even shower with mommy!” Gumball groaned contentiously.

“Moooom…”