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Episode 1, The Awakening
Bart Simpson walked downstairs whistling a tune to himself.
“Morning Honey,” Marge greeted him warmly, standing just outside the kitchen.
She was wearing only a small frilly apron that revealed a generous amount of cleavage. Bart's mother looked the same as she always had with her yellow skin and big blue hair. The only difference was her breasts were now huge. They were even bigger than in the episode where she'd accidentally gotten implants.
“Mum,” Bart sighed with mock criticism “What have I told you about how to greet me in the morning?”
“Oh Sorry, I forgot,” Marge apologised and quickly undid the neck tie on her apron. The frilly fabric fell down to show off her enormous tits. “Morning Bart,” she said again, shaking them from side to side gently, “What can I get you for breakfast? Cereal, Ice Cream or just a blowjob?”
“Ice cream please,” Bart said. He smacked her bare ass cheek on his way past into the kitchen.
Lisa sat at the breakfast table across from Layla from Futurama.
“Morning Boss,” Layla said as he walked in. She was dressed in a short black pencil skirt and suit jacket. Below the jacket was her traditional white tank top and a pair of tit's substantially larger than she'd had in Futurama.
“You've got a busy day today,” She continued, reading off a clipboard. “First you have a big gang bang scene at the school, followed by a meeting with Mayor's West and Quimbe about the licenced brothel.”
“Since when do you care if anything was legal?” Lisa grumbled over the newspaper she was reading. His sister looked like she did in the flash forward episodes where she was an adult. She was dressed in an adult parody of her old red dress, a short red mini skirt and a red boob tube that only just covered her perfectly round tits.
“It just makes life easier if everything is nice and legal,” Bart told her casually, taking his seat at the table. “Besides, won't it make you feel better to be a fully fledged legal whore?”
“I would rather not be a whore at all, actually,” Lisa hissed.
“So you keep telling me,” Bart laughed “Usually while my cock is in your mouth.”
“You're such a bastard,” she growled back at him.
“Lisa don't be mean to your brother,” Marge shot in. Her huge bare boobs brushed against Bart's face as she put down his bowl of ice cream. She asked him sweetly. “Do you want a blowjob this morning honey?”
Layla looked at her wrist screen, “We'd better get moving if you want to make it to this shoot, boss. You've got twenty guys due coming in to put a train on April O Neil and Bat Girl.”
Bart pondered for a moment, “They can start without us if they need to. I banged Bat Girl last week and those turtles have ruined April. Honestly, it's like throwing a hot dog down a dark alley.”
“Great,” Marge said happily and untied the second string on her apron letting it fall to the ground and showing off her blue pubic triangle, “Is it time for my breakfast then?”
“Nah,” Bart stopped her as she started to get to her knee's “Lisa can suck it. I think I'll give you a treat. How about you stuff some of that ice cream into your pussy and have Layla eat it out of you?”
“Oh my, you are feeling filthy this morning,” Marge commented approvingly and climbed up onto the table.
“You disgust me,” Lisa told him flatly. She stood up and whipped up her boob tube with practised ease.
Layla carefully removed her suit jacket and pulled down her tank top letting a large pair of pearl drop shaped tits flop out.
“You're the boss,” she shrugged.
Marge took a messy handful of Bart's ice cream and proceeded to finger it into her pussy.
In under a minute Marge and Layla were licking each other out, sixty-nine style, in the middle of the kitchen table. Bart watched them with a bored expression, as he pushed his sister's reluctant face up and down on his cock. His mind wandered away from the utter depravity he'd instigated and he thought back to how all this had started.
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A young Bart Simpson zigzagged down the street on his skateboard. He shot past Moe, zoomed by Apu and jumped over the sleeping Barney. The sound of thunder drew his eyes up; unnatural purple streaks of lightning forked across the sky.
“What the fu?” He said as he flew across the road and a car smashed into him. He was thrown twenty feet down the road landing in a body-breaking roll. White hot pain lanced through every inch of him as he came to a stop in a boneless heap.
He looked up at the expanding streaks of purple lightning spreading like shattered glass across the sky. Darkness started creeping in from the edges of his vision, slowly swallowing him up. The last thing he saw was a green oval bursting into existence right next to him.
An old man in a lab coat and a young boy stepped out of the green portal.
“Jeez, Rick,” Morty said nervously “That kid's pretty messed up.”
“Yup,” Rick agreed, looking up at the lighting sparking across the sky “Hell, this whole reality is toast,” he took a swig from his hip flask “It'll do nicely.”
“What about this guy?” Morty asked, still looking down at Bart.
“What? Oh,” Rick looked at the broken body in the middle of a slowly expanding pool of blood. “Yeah, I'm sure we can do something with him. Do you see a shovel anywhere?”
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Bart opened his eyes in what had to be a hospital room. He felt like hell but was apparently alive, which was nice.
“He's awake,” someone shouted and his bed was suddenly surrounded by blurred figures.
“Aw, my poor baby,” a familiar voice said “You've been asleep for so long.”
“Mum?” Bart asked groggily then paused as she came into focus “Wow, you look different. Your tits are huge.”
Marge was wearing her usual green dress but it was barley containing an overgrown pair of tits.
“So that's the first thing you notice?”Said a second equally familiar voice. “Typical man.”
“Wow Lisa,” Bart gasped in shock. “You look really different.”
Lisa was grown up, pretty much an adult, standing just a little shorter than Marge, if you didn't include the hair. She wore a grey pant suit with a white shirt, unbuttoned low enough to show off her own set of more than ample breasts.
“What the hell is going on?” Bart asked, confused.
“Bart you've been in a coma for eighteen years,” Marge told him gently “You're eighteen now.”
She held up a small mirror so Bart could look see himself.
“I look, I look...” He paused struggling to get his eyes to work. “I look pretty damned similar.” He was definitely older, he had some faint bum fluff over his top lip. It was hard to tell from under the hospital beds sheets but he reckoned he was a bit taller, but not much.
“This is what I look like at eighteen,” He ragged. “I've barley grown half a foot and Aunt Selma's got more facial hair than me. This is a crock of shit!”
“You were in a coma,” Marge soothed him, as if that explained everything.
“Wait,” Bart went on, “if I've been in a coma for eighteen years, then why the hell am I only eighteen? Surly I'd be eighteen years older!” He looked Lisa up and down again, “You certainly grew up sis.” He slyly evaluating her figure beneath the unflattering pant suit. “So you're sixteen then? You look older.”
“Actually, I'm eighteen now too,” Lisa replied coldly “Look, it's complicated. A lot has changed since your accident.”
“But that's just stupid,” Bart shouted, getting angry again. “We can't be the same age, it makes no sense!”
“I think,” A new and sexual voice purred, “That the patient has had enough stimulation for the moment.”
“Holy fuck,” Bart gasped, as the voice's owner stepped closer, “Jessica Rabbit?”
“In the flesh,” The cartoon pin-up smouldered, putting a hand on her hip and striking a pose. She wore a tight, white nurse’s uniform, cut in a V to reveal a bust even bigger than Marge's and ending just below her hour-glass ass. A few inches of bare leg were visible before the mandatory white fishnet stockings began. “Now, if you could all give me a moment with the patient.”
“We'll see you tomorrow honey.” Marge said, heading for the door “You should be coming home soon. We've left you room just the way it was.”
When his family had left, Jessica Rabbit moved over to Bart's bed and started fixing his sheets and fluffing his pillow. Her huge breasts brushed against him as she worked and Bart felt the beginnings of an almighty erection.
“My my,” Jessica said, looking down at the rising bulge, “It looks like we have some swelling. I think I'm going to need to inspect this.”
“It's OK, ma'am,” Bart tried to say, but he was suddenly so hard it was painful.
Jessica pulled back the bed sheets and looked down in mock shock at the large eight inch erection pointing straight up out of his hospital gown.
“Now, you are a big boy aren't you?” She laughed.
“I'm sorry,” Bart said, looking down at his own cock in amazement, “It wasn't that big before!”
“Well, before I can discharge you, I think I'm going to have to...” She winked at him, “Well, I'm sure you get the idea.”
Jessica ran the tips of her fingers along the exposed skin on the inside of Barts legs until she reached his erection and began gently massaging it. Bart rocked back on the bed as a wave of pleasure hit him.
“Oh, my god lady.” He said. “That’s good!”
“I can see this isn't going to take long,” Jessica giggled to herself as she worked. “I suppose it has been eighteen years!”
Bart's eye's locked onto the cleavage poking out of the V of her uniform. He tried to crane his neck so he could get a good look down her top. He wanted to see them but was too nervous to ask.
“No need to be shy my dear,” Jessica said, noticing his interest.
With her free hand she clicked her fingers over one of the uniform's buttons. The whole front of the outfit instantly burst open and her gigantic breasts flopped out. Each breast was easily the size of Bart’s head and crowned with a large pink nipple.
“Can I touch them, Miss?” Bart asked timidly.
Letting go of his newly enhanced manhood, Jessica Rabbit squeezed her own breasts together just in front of him.
“They are just begging to be played with aren't they?” She mused. “How about you sit on the edge of the bed and I'll show you something really fun we can do with them.”
“Yes ma'am.” Bart agreed excitedly, moving to sit on the edge of the bed.
Jessica knelt down in front of him and sandwiched her breasts around his cock. Only the tip of his yellow cock was left poking out. Squeezing them together, Jessica began slapping her breasts up and down against Bart's lap. She gave him another wink and leaned her face down and stuck out a long pink tongue.
She tickled the very tip of his cock with the tip of her tongue as she tit fucked him.
“God that's good.” Bart groaned, moving his own hips up and down in rhythm with Jessica.
With every thrust his cock got closer to Jessica's mouth and she didn't pull back. Chancing his luck, he pushed himself right up at the end of one of his thrusts, pushing his tip into her open mouth.
Jessica lowered her face so he could push his cock up through her tits and into her waiting mouth. She looked up into Bart's eye's when her lip's were wrapped around his cock and he suddenly lost control.
“I'm going to cum!” He shouted, as his cock erupted with a ridiculous load of spunk. Jet after jet splashed up into Jessica's open mouth and dribbled back down, covering her tits. By the time he was empty, The whole lower half of Jessica's face was coated in a thick, glistening layer of his semen.
“Now, that was something.” She said, swallowing what was in her mouth and wiping her lips clean with one finger.
Bart lay back in the bed, a wave of tiredness suddenly overcoming him.
“Lady, what the hell is going on here?” He asked, but if Jessica answered him he never heard her.
Darkness had engulfed him once more.
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