You were in awe at how much Kronii's mother looked like her daughter.
Well, she was a lot bigger, in more ways than one, that's for certain, but she was the spitting image. It was undeniable that Kronii had come out of this woman's womb.
You couldn't hide it, you were pretty scared. Kronii insisted on you not visiting when you went out together, and pleaded for mercy with her mother when she finally found out.
You figured she was just one of those strict parents who wanted the ideal partner for their child. You couldn't understand that sort of stuff, but you knew that all you had to do was impress her. Right?
But she already looked unimpressed, sizing up your body with those judging eyes of hers. It was amazing how she could still see you with those massive breasts in the way. And the hips...
"Tch. Come with me."
You accompanied her through Kronii's large house. She was quite well off, all things considering, which surprised you. You figured someone with a house like that could never be depressed, but then you've always been a little ignorant.
"You... live alone, miss? Well, I mean, not alone, but..."
"Yes, I don't have a husband, if that's what you were asking."
"Oh, I see..."
"Sit down."
You do as she commands. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Kronii, peeking out from behind the door to her room. She was trembling, like she was about to watch a cold-blooded execution. Just what was her mother about to do to you?
"Kronii, stay in your room until I am done."
She glared at her, having noticed even that small crack in the door, and Kronii silently closed it shut.
"Take off your pants."
"Ok- wait, huh??"
"You wish to be married to my daughter. So take off your pants. I'll be testing your virility."
"Do it already. You're already a disappointment to me. Your stature, your voice, everything about you is already unfit to procreate with my daughter. The least you could do is be strong and fertile."
She was dominant in English, but her accent was much stronger than her daughter's. Maybe Kronii's grandparents were the ones to immigrate here first.
You didn't really want to do this, but her strong voice and her facial expression pressured you, all without a word. So you removed your pants...
"And the underwear too."
...and that as well. You were terrified, but, for some reason, that only helped you become hard faster, as if the mere idea of this woman destroying you was arousing to some primal part of your brain,
She procured a length of measuring tape, sizing up your cock thoroughly. Seriously?! How many suitors have gone through this?
"Even your thing is a disappointment. It's not even 15 centimeters. What a joke."
You gulp...
"Anyone who wants to marry my daughter will have to impregnate her. This probably can't even reach halfway into her womb. How do you expect to get anything done?"
"Um... the semen... swims? I don't even think she wants k-"
"Quiet."
She never raised her voice, never yelled at you, and yet...
"This is your last chance. Don't disappoint me here."
She pulled down her pants, sighing as she climbed over you. Your face was forced into her bosom, and you could barely breathe, but she didn't care.
She spread open her pussy, and allowed you to go deep into her without a care in the world. No foreplay, no nothing, and she didn't even go slowly. Your entire length was inside her within a second.
"Hrm. As I thought, you can't even reach all the way to my womb. Your girth is disappointing, and you aren't even useful as a makeshift dildo..."
plap, plap, plap
"Even when I move like this, I can't feel anything. If you can't satisfy me, you can't satisfy my daughter..."
Her pussy was something else. It sucked you in, feeling almost like the shape of her walls was confirming to the exact shape of your dick. She was inhuman, milking your cock with insane efficiency. How could any man survive this?!
You came in seconds, your groans of pleasure muffled by her breasts.
"...You couldn't even last half a minute? What kind of pathetic orgasm is this? Ugh. I feel sick even knowing my daughter touched you."
She lifted herself up, your cum dripping from her entrance. It's the most you've ever come in months.
Kronii was there again, her pleading eyes staring into her mother's soul...
"Tch. You're lucky she's here tonight. Else..."
Else...?
"Go. Don't return. Do not talk to my daughter again. If you do..."
She leaned forwards, whispering into your ear.
"...I'll crush those pathetic balls of you like a bug, and you'll never even have the chance to impregnate another girl."
You stumbled out of Kronii's house in a daze, your balls empty of semen, and in a state of horror enough to shock you to your very soul.
You didn't know if she really would live up to her promise if you talked to Kronii again, but you didn't want to find out. So, even as she called out to you in the distance and was ushered in by her mother, you ran...
Ran away, forever...