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THe Parent Scrap	By : HeadHunter Category: +1 through F > Family Guy Views: 13584 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: The following is a not-for-profit fictional erotic parody of the Cartoon "Family Guy" and the characters within, to which I make no claim of ownership.

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The following is a not-for-profit fictional erotic parody of the Cartoon "Family Guy" and the characters within, to which I make no claim of ownership.
SYNOPSIS: When Carter resumes his affair with Tricia Takanawa, Lois convinces Babs to get even and have a little fling herself! Pretty soon the whole family is in on the plot.
CODES: AFFO 3Plus Inc Bigotry Beast Anthro Minor1 Minor2 Inc Oral M/F DP Anal F/F Rim

Family Guy

The Parent Scrap
by HeadHunter

CHAPTER 1
Trouble at Home

“That was a lovely dinner, Mother!” Lois Griffin remarked, taking a sip from her teacup.
Babs Pewterschmidt smiled politely, “Thank you, dear!” she replied.
“Don’t thank her!” her husband, Carter, said grumpily, “The cook should be thanking her! You had nothing to do with it!”
Lois glanced from one parent to another as Babs and Carter traded scowls. There had been a noticeable chilliness between her parents all thru dinner, and Lois was curious as to the reason.
“The chicken Alfredo was delicious!” Meg interjected, eager to relieve the obvious tension.
“Yeah!” Chris agreed, “It was great!”
“Oh, I concur!” Stewie replied snarkily, “It’s nice to have chicken that didn’t come from a paper box for a change!”
Carter and Babs ignored the family’s remarks, glaring at each other wordlessly across the room.
Peter finally broke the awkward silence, “Looks like you got a new vase there, Carter!” he remarked, indicating an antique urn resting on an end table, “It looks nice!”
“Mm. It’s an urn.” Carter grunted, “But, yeah… it is nice.” he thought for a moment, then smiled. “Hey, Peter!” He offered, “If you wanna see something really nice, why don’t you come with me. I’ve got something you’ll like!”
“Um… Sure!” Peter agreed, exchanging a quizzical glance with Lois.
“Bring your dog too!” Carter added, nodding toward Brian, “He’ll get a kick out of this!”
“Okay.” Brian said, “Thanks, Mr. Pewterschmidt!” He traded a knowing look with Peter. Obviously Carter and Babs were at odds about something and it would probably be a good idea to get Lois’s father out of the house for a while.
Lois looked over at the children. “Chris, why don’t you and Meg take Stewie upstairs somewhere and play or something. Grandma and I need to talk.”
“Okay!” Chris grinned, “Hey, Stewie,” he said in a whisper, “wanna cum all over Meg’s face?”
“Ooo!” Meg smiled, “Bukkake time! I like that idea!”
“All right!” Stewie agreed with a grin, “Meg could us a good facial… I’ve heard it’s good for the complexion! Count me in!”
The three kids raced upstairs to find a spare bedroom, leaving Lois and Babs to continue their conversation in private.
Lois waited until everyone had left the room before asking, “All right, Mom! What’s going on with you and Daddy?”
Babs frowned, “Carter’s cheating on me again! I know it!”
“Mom!” Lois exclaimed in shock, “Are you sure?”
“I found a pair of women’s panties in his pants pocket!” Babs answered angrily.
“Are you sure they weren’t yours?” Lois smiled wryly. “Maybe Daddy just likes to carry a souvenir when he’s at work!”
“Of course not, dear!” Babs said, “I don’t wear Hello Kitty lingerie! I’m certain it’s that Japanese woman from the news station!”
“Tricia Takanawa?” Lois gasped, “He’s seeing her again?”
“I’m sure of it!” Babs replied, a tear welling up in the corner of her eye.
Lois frowned, “You know what, Mom?” she said, “Maybe it’s time you teach Daddy a lesson! What’s good for the goose is good for the gander, you know what I mean?”
Babs looked aghast. “Are you suggesting I… have an affair!” she said, “Oh my! I couldn’t!”
“C’mon, Mom!” Lois replied, “Isn’t there anything, y’know… kinky… you’ve always wanted to do behind Carter’s back? Something to really get even with him?”
Babs blushed. “Well, Lois…” she giggled, “To be honest, I’ve always fancied a three-way!”
“Mother!” Lois laughed.
Babs nodded. “And I’ve always wanted to have sex with… you know…” she lowered her voice to a whisper, “a Negro!”
Lois chuckled, “Nobody says ‘Negro’ anymore, Mom!” she said.
“Well, a ‘colored person’ then!” Babs attempted to correct herself, “I recall when you were going around with that Jerome fellow…”
“You knew about me and Jerome?” Lois asked, surprised.
“Oh, yes!” Babs snickered, “Your father would’ve been furious if he’d found out you’d been fucking a Neg… er… colored man!”
Lois rolled her eyes, “Black man, Mom! Just say black man.”
“All right, dear.” Babs agreed, “But I secretly wondered what it would be like to have a big thick black cock all the way up inside my…”
“Ahem!” Lois interrupted, “Mother!”
“Was he well hung, dear?” Babs asked curiously, “I’ve heard rumors you know…”
“Ten inches!” Lois proudly replied.
“Oh my!” Babs gasped, blushing “That’s as big as Carter’s cock!”
Lois raised an eyebrow in interest. Suddenly the mystery of her son, Chris’s, foot-long phallus had an explanation! Big cocks must be hereditary among the Pewterschmidts! Even little Stewie boasted an unusually large penis for a child his age!
“Imagine!” Babs continued, “Having two big fat juicy ten-inch cocks at my disposal! One black and one white!” she shuddered with delight. “Just imagine!”
Lois squirmed in her seat. “I’m afraid if I imagine too hard you might have to dry clean this sofa cushion!” she laughed. “You know… if you want, I can make a call and have a couple of guys over here in a few minutes!”
“Can you make sure one of them is a… er… ‘black gentleman’, dear?” Babs asked timidly.
Lois smiled. “Of course, Mom!”, she said, “I can’t get ahold of Jerome right now, but Cleveland should be available! And I’m sure Quagmire will be up for anything!”
Babs thought for a long moment, then smiled broadly. “Do it, Lois!” she finally agreed, “You’re absolutely right! Carter has it coming! Make the phone call!”

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Upstairs in one of the Pewterschmidts’ opulent guest rooms, Meg lay naked on the bedroom floor, her hat and glasses lying atop her pile of clothes on the bed. A thick creamy coating of glistening goo already covered her face.
Her brother, Chris stood over her, stroking his massive twelve-inch cock as he aimed the bloated lavender-hued head at his sister’s smiling face. “Here comes another one!” he said with a devilish grin.
Stewie watched, stroking his own erection, as his big brother’s huge cock throbbed, spewing a fountain of pearly white semen onto Meg’s beaming face. “Another good one, Chris!” he complimented him. “You really whitewashed her with that one!”
Two more viscous jets of sperm followed the first in quick succession, spattering Meg’s cheeks and forehead with a shimmering white glaze. Chris shook the last gooey droplet of cum onto his sister’s upturned face and took a step back.
“Now it’s your turn, Stewie!” Chris said, “Paint Meg’s face good!”
“All right,” Stewie smiled, “I think I can add another layer of sperm onto Meg’s visage!” The precocious toddler stepped forward and directed his swollen cock head at his big sister’s face.
Stewie’s hand sped up and down the shaft of his disproportionately-sized member. He grinned mischievously at Meg’s cum-slathered face, “What a naughty slut you are, Megan!” he chuckled, “I’m gonna ice your filthy face like a birthday cake!”
Stewie tightened his grip around the seven-inch shaft of his iron-hard cock. His hand blurred up and down its length as he strove to empty the contents of his bloated nut-sac all over his big sister’s cum-hungry face. He clenched his teeth as he felt his testicles begin to tingle, signaling his imminent climax.
“Take that!” Stewie grinned as his oversized organ discharged, blasting a glutinous gout of semen directly onto Meg’s cheeks.
Meg opened her mouth, catching the next few bursts of her baby brother’s ivory-hued slime onto her tongue and swallowing the mouthfuls of salty scum down her throat.
“Gee…” Chris mused as he idly watched Stewie pump streams of gooey cum into Meg’s mouth and across her cheeks, “I wonder what’s up with Grandma and Grandpa anyway.”
“Mmm.” Meg gurgled, “I dunno… but Mom’s having a talk with her.” She gulped loudly as she choked down an especially thick blob of Stewie’s gelatinous sperm. “I’m sure she’ll figure it out. She’s pretty good with stuff like that!”
Chris nodded in agreement as he pumped his hand furiously over the gnarled length of his cock, preparing to feed his sister another steaming helping of incestuous cum. “Yeah… They’ll work it out!”
“You two need to start working out another load of jizz for my face!” Meg chuckled, “I think there are some parts of it you haven’t covered yet!”
“When we do cover it, we’ll start working on your tits! Right, Stewie?” Chris laughed.
“Absolutely!” Stewie agreed enthusiastically.
The two boys continued masturbating frantically over Meg’s body until both cocks were spouting thick pearly streams of cum onto the supine slut’s smiling face.
Meg quivered with excitement as her brothers’ hot gluey cum spattered her skin, clinging in thick gluey clots to her cheeks and forehead and oozing lazily onto the floor. Her fingers squished in and out of her juicing pussy, raking across her aroused clit as she bathed in the hot sticky sperm.
“Whew!” Stewie gasped, “What a load! My balls are numb from that one!” Stewie clutched his tingling testicles and grinned, “I may have to rest up a while, Chris! Give the family jewels time to reload!”
“Yeah!” Chris agreed, gently palming his ball sac. His depleted testicles hung like a pair of kiwi fruits inside his pendant scrotum. “Me too!” he chuckled, “Creaming Meg’s face can really empty a guy’s nuts! We deserve a break!”
The two boys leaned back and watched as Meg brought herself to a shuddering orgasm with her pussy-plunging fingers. She removed the slimy digits from her simmering twat and inserted them into her mouth, savoring the zesty flavor of her pussy brine mixed with her two brothers’ cum.
“Mm! Delicious!” she grinned.
Meg sat up and reached onto the bed. A translucent curtain of cum blurred Meg’s already impaired vision, and she fumbled blindly into her purse. She brought out three boxes of apple juice and passed two of them to her brothers. “I always keep a few of these in here, just in case!” she said.
“Ah! Always prepared!” Stewie said, “I like that!” He prodded the top of the box with the plastic straw, vainly attempting to breach the seal. “Damn!” he cursed, “Haven’t quite got the hang of this yet!”
Chris stabbed the straw into his juice box and helped Stewie with his. “You wanna wash the cum off your face before we go again, Meg?” he said with a smile, “You’re starting to look like Grandma’s chicken Alfredo!”
Meg raked the gluey film of sperm from her eyes, improving her vision sufficiently to pierce the box of apple juice with the straw. “Nah!” she laughed as she took a sip, “I’m gonna wear my brothers’ sperm with pride! Besides,” she added, “You still haven’t covered my tits yet!”
“Ah, yes!” Stewie smiled, “Your lovely tits! We shan’t quit till they’re both bespattered with our semen, right, Chris!”
“You know it, buddy!” Chris grinned, trading a playful high-five with his baby brother.
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