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[primoswalkman]

Mama’s Boy

698 words 𖤐 Sister Imperator x Copia

Oh boy… Copia really missed his mother while touring. Thank Lucifer she was waiting on him.

Mommy Kink ♱ Dom/Sub ♱ Humping ♱ PIV Sex ♱ Oral Sex ♱ Nursing Kink ♱ Imperator Is Abnormal About Her Son In Her Vagina ♱ And Copia Is Way Too Into It Too

It was no secret that Copia had always been a mama's boy. So now… home from touring, he wanted nothing more than to snuggle her… 

"Baby? Oh, Copi! Welcome home, sweet boy!" Imperator cooed, immediately pulling her son into her arms. He hugged her back eagerly, breathing in the scent of her hair. "Come here, come to mama's room… You've surely missed her." 

"Mhm…" Copia rubbed his eyes as he was led quickly down the hallway and tucked into Imperator's bed, sighing contentedly when she lay close beside him. 

"Oh, sleepy boy?" She asked softly, watching his eyelids flutter as he fought to stay awake. 

"Yeah…" 

"Let's undress… get nice and comfy, hm? So you can nap with mama." 

"Undress… with mama…" Copia muttered, shrugging off his jacket and fumbling with the buttons on his shirt. 

"Let me help, baby," Imperator hummed, gently pulling off his shirt. His trousers came next, a soft groan escaping him. "Oh, those are far too tight… look at how they've dug into your tummy… And these, poor thing…" 

Imperator tugged at Copia's boxers and he let her take them off. 

"Isn't that better?" 

"Yeah…" He stared wistfully at Imperator's chest, eyes wet, chewing his lip. 

"Be patient. Mama knows your hungry." Imperator hurriedly undressed herself, returning to bed in nothing but her soft, lacy panties. "Here." 

She cuddled him close, feeling him gently lick at her nipple before he latched, sucking sleepily on her breast. 

"That good, baby? Think you can sleep like this, suckling on mama?" 

Copia moaned softly, eyelids fluttering again. 

"Go to sleep, Copia… mama has you." She leaned back, helping him lay on her and get comfortable. "Goodnight, sweet one…" 

He slept peacefully for a while, with only the occasional sigh or whimper, but the closer he got, the more tempting it was to grind his aching cock on Imperator's thigh. He finally caved, a loud, low whine coming from deep in his throat. Imperator let him hump her for a while, then woke him gently, stroking his cheek and running her thumb over his soft lips. 

"Need more than mama's breast?" 

Copia pulled back, lying flat on the bed, nodding desperately. 

"Be good for mama, be a patient boy…" She carefully adjusted his positioning and straddled his hips, gazing lovingly down at him. 

"Mama… mama, I missed you… please, mama…" 

“Mama missed having you inside her, too. I remember pushing you out… bearing down, struggling to get you to come because you were just so big…” She smiled softly, feeling Copia’s fat tip slipping into her as she eased down onto his cock. “Still my big baby, aren’t you? Filling mama’s cunt so well.”

"Yes… always mama's baby…" Copia breathed, trembling as Imperator's hot, wet cunt squeezed him. 

"I'm so glad… Mama couldn't imagine it being any other way…" She kept a moderate pace as she rode him, but it still took no time for him to cum, desperate and shaky. 

"I'm… sorry… I'm sorry… mama… I'm-" 

"Hush, baby. Mama isn't upset, you can make her feel good in other ways…" 

Copia's eyes lit up at her words, watching Imperator dismount him, his spend dripping down her thighs. 

"Still hungry?" She asked softly, sitting back and spreading her legs. 

"Yes, mama…" 

"Come eat." 

Copia scrambled to bury his face in Imperator's cunt, immediately licking and sucking at her clit. The taste of their mingled cum was positively intoxicating, and Copia grabbed her thighs tightly, dragging her closer. He whimpered at the sound of his mother's moans, getting particularly excited when she bucked up into his eager mouth. Her long, slender fingers threaded into his hair, forcing him deeper as she came on his tongue. He was held there for a while longer, lapping until she couldn't stand it any longer. 

"Good boy… you're always so good for mama." 

Imperator guided Copia to lay his head on her soft, wrinkled tummy, watching his body sag from exhaustion. 

"Take another nap, love. You deserve it." 

"Thank you, mama…" Copia wraped an arm around her thigh, cuddling close to it as he yawned. The glamor of touring was nice, yes, but nothing compared to the cosiness of his sweet mother. 

[elfriche-grandpa]

With as stuttery and as spacey as Cardi can be, it's really no surprise that all it takes is a little distraction for some of his inside thoughts to become outside thoughts.

A single absent-minded slip-up on an otherwise uneventful afternoon where Sister Imperator was dropping off some work for him and suddenly his reflexive "yes ma'am" morphs into "yes mama"—a slip-up that takes his brain much too long to catch up with. He only mentally reviews what he said because of how Sister goes silent and the bemused look she gives him. But before he can stumble through an apology and make up some half-assed excuse that's nowhere near believable, she's closed the gap between them.

Cardi can't exactly avert his eyes as she leans back against his desk, planting herself in the way of the paperwork she had just asked him to handle as soon as possible. It occurs to him (though not for the first time) how short her skirt is and how tightly it hugs her body. His staring is obvious despite his efforts, but he doesn't get to stare for long before she's pulling him close. Cradling his head to her plush chest, hand slipping into his hair to play with the loose curls at the base of his neck as she tells him to hush. It's an easy command to obey, and easier still to lean into her touch no matter how inappropriate the contact between them may be.

It's all he can do to remember to breathe as his thoughts race. Her attention, her touch, her gaze. All of it focused on him, making him feel so small in her presence. If it were anyone else, he would hate the feeling; nothing has ever felt so right.

It's everything he never knew he always wanted, and he's a desperate boy the moment he's given the slightest taste. Desperate and greedy. His hand settles on her thigh as he rubs his thumb across the shimmery material of her pantyhose with an almost childlike curiosity at what mama might be hiding beneath. Maybe a little shameless too with how deeply he craves more of her, as he tentatively mouths at her breasts through her blouse with a quiet, needy whine.

She scoffs. Laughs. But ultimately uncrosses her legs to allow him to slip his hand up her skirt and explore to his heart's content.

Aren't you eager. Is this something you need that badly? ...Can you be a good boy for me and go slow, C?

This time when he says it, it is no accident. A boy needs his mother, after all.

Yes, mama.

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vampire copia nursing from a wound on terzo’s chest… looking so blissed out as he latches into terzo’s tit and clings real close with those pretty claws dug into her sides. her blood making copia feel so lax and almost high as he suckles noisily.

terzo thinks to herself how he looks so young then, like when she used to peer over sister’s robe as a child and see her baby brother nursing so serenely from his mother’s breast, had been so curious what that was like as someone who hadn’t had a mother to cling to. on the other end of it, terzo thinks she quite likes having her sweet baby brother nuzzle in close to her skin, even if his fangs bring that mind-numbing pain.

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Perpetua feeding Copia with the intention of making him outgrow his big boy underwear, only to replace them with something softer and more befitting of the comforting indulgence he's eaten himself to.

Undressing him at the end of a long day and cooing over the harsh red lines indenting his body where the waistband of his briefs have cut into his plush love handles, tracing a finger along the sore flesh and murmuring about how much comfier he's going to feel once he's all padded up in his pampers instead.

Copia might be a growing boy where it counts, but Pet is determined to make him see that he's really just a little boy when it comes down to it.

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terzo with a gold chastity cage attached to a pretty gold waist chain… prettiest girl in the world

[elfriche-grandpa]

Pet with an unhealthy attachment to Copia after his accident. It was always going to be an unhealthy attachment—they are twins, for Satan's sake—but that truck decided for them who the more protective and overbearing twin would be.

During his recovery she refused to leave his side. It just so happens that she refuses to leave it after, too.

Most of it, Copia can live with. He likes the doting sort of attention, always having been susceptible to that sort of thing. He would be lying if he said he didn't like to be her singular focus when so often she was everyone else's. However, certain routines that no longer feel strictly necessary start causing some confusion.

Like bathtime.

Months after the fact, Perpetua is still insisting that he take a bath with her. In case he slips, she explains. As if that's still a concern.

For some reason, he doesn't tell her no. Instead he rolls his eyes and lets her get the bath ready for them, pretending not to watch as she pours in different oils and salts and other fancy bathtime things. (Pet does let Copia pick out the bathbomb though.)

They slot together in the tub with scant wiggle room, bodies pressed together like they were always meant to and with skin flushed from the heat of the rose-scented bathwater (and certainly not flushed from anything else). Her legs bracket him, keeping him in place as her hands explore his body. Starting at his shoulders and running down his chubby arms, slipping forward to give his hairy tits a squeeze and elicit a stuttered inhale from him. But it's when her hands start to trace the expanse of his belly that he has to bite his lip to try and stifle the noises he's making. She's just helping him wash off, she says. He shouldn't be so excited by her touch.

In the cloying wet heat and tangled around each other, it's almost as if they're sharing a womb again.

But then Perpetua rests her boney chin on his shoulder, kissing the freckles that scatter there and following the trail of them up his neck until she's nipping at his earlobe. Breath hot in his ear as she promises how she's not going to let anything bad happen to him ever again as her long legs tighten around him.

When her hands trail even lower to grope at the swell of the sudsy lower roll of his stomach, Copia can no longer ignore the heat of need and arousal his sister's touch fills him with.

It takes some awkward maneuvering and some sloshed bathwater lost over the edge of the porcelain tub, but eventually they slot together in a different way—more perfect and complete with Copia filling her lap and Pet pressing up into him. Rocking them gently with each tender yet punctuated thrust, shushing him and promising that everything will be alright now that she's taking care of him.

The comfort of his sister's cock filling him is too great for him to worry about silly things like whether or not he still needs the extra care any longer.

Not when that need had since given way to want, and not when he could only think about her making him dirty in order to make him clean again. She had convinced him that sharing a bath is an absolute necessity, after all.

[elfriche-grandpa]

Rumors of his ascension are barely in the air when the 'suggestion' comes.

Copia feels his breath catch and his heartbeat quicken when Terzo says she's going to give him a tattoo. She says it so casually, almost poses it as a question with the look she gives him—as if challenging him to talk back and tell her no. Her telling him at all is merely a funny little game meant to amuse her. To toy with him.

They both know he would do anything she asked.

Still, it doesn't stop his squirming and the nervous anticipation he feels when he's sitting and watching her pull out her equipment. His eyes flicker from the bottles of ink to the tattoo gun. He's gotten a tattoo before, sure, but not one from her. And definitely not one that he didn't know what it would be.

His obedience doesn't negate his curiosity. In spite of himself, in spite of her power over him, he finds himself asking what kind of tattoo she's giving him and where it will be. Not offering an answer to the former, she answers the latter by brushing his wavy hair up away from where it wants to fall across his lower neck and pushing his head down.

He keeps his head lowered obediently and lets her work, having no idea what she's inking into his skin until it's already done.

Terzo tries showing him with a mirror first (having decided he's allowed to know before someone else tells him, having decided it's more fun if he knows), but he can't quite read the elegant, loopy script in reverse. It's a wine-dark purple with some gold accents, but that's the most he can reliably make out. So she takes a picture instead, and Copia feels what can only be described as a nauseous sort of arousal when she shows him the phone screen.

The picture shows him with his head bowed as if in prayer, her hand cradling him possessively even as her fingers tangle in his mousey brown waves. And there, illuminated by the camera flash, are the words "mama's boy" written in her hand. He wants to ask her to delete the picture; he knows that he can't. Even if she did, what good would it do? The tattoo was there, and it certainly wasn't going anywhere. It could be covered for the most part by his hair and a higher collar, but not entirely. She had placed it to draw the perfect amount of intrigue from anyone who caught a glimpse.

A reminder, she whispers hotly in his ear when he can't find his words to thank her like he is supposed to. He may be slotted for ascension soon, but he would always be mama's before he was anything else, even if he was Papa.

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doodles for @honey-and-flies’ au , copvia baby cecilia !!

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copia with deep dark stretch marks on his boobs… and his arms, and his thick, thick thighs, and his big hanging gut, and on his nice grabbable love handles… fed sooo much and so well that his body couldn’t keep up! could hardly contain that big boy.

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little cici humping his plushie alone in bed, thinking he’s snuck it past mama on the other end of his baby monitor that he’s got a teddy between his legs as he humps his diaper clad clit into the soft material of his bear. dumb thing is too busy whimpering with his face buried in his pillow, paci stuffed tight in his mouth in place of a gag. doesn’t even notice that mama caught on to the rustling and muffled whining on the other end or the monitor.

perpetua comes in to check on her baby after hearing the little sounds of him fussing through the monitor, like any good mommy would. only she finds the most perverse scene before her… its only fair that she show copia just how yucky it is to soil his stuffie’s innocence like that. what better way than to show him how teddy must feel?

climbing into bed, startling her baby brother out of his skin as she does so, pet makes sure to pin copia down on his fat little belly so he doesn’t turn onto his back, wants to keep his chubby padded butt right where it is.

“not so nice to treat teddy like that, angel.” perpetua sighs as she settles her weight onto him.

“mm! mama-” copia begins to babble around his pacifier nervously.

“its okay baby, i know its hard for kiddos like you to understand… let mama show you just how dirty you’re making your poor bear.”

perpetua rolls her hips against his backside, startling a little gasp from around the silicone nipple in between copia’s lips. moaning easily, pet thrusts again, her swollen trapped behind delicately soft pajama pants, no underwear to stop her cunt from dragging against the fabric of her pants, its quite addicting, especially with her baby underneath her whimpering like he was.

gripping the sheets anxiously, copia’s hips twitch desperately against his plushie once more, mommy’s movements making it easier for him to really grind into his plush, the slickness of his pussy coating the inside padding of his diaper, causing a delicious glide against his fat little clit. with perpetua’s weight on him, copia had no choice but to continue defiling his bear, even if he’s gotten a bit confused at the circumstances.

shouldn’t mommy be mad at him? why isn’t perpetua spanking his bum red and achy? copia doesn’t have much time to think on it, because his mama is clearly pent up, relentlessly humping against her brother’s ass until her pussy is leaking a dark stain into her pants.

“its okay to feel like this, baby bear, mommy knows how to make it better…”

perpetua’s voice is more breathy now, clear, wet panting right against the shell of copia’s ear causing the boy to shiver with the feeling of her need.

“mama… feels good.” copia hiccups, tears pricking his eyes as the heat between his legs threatens to overwhelm him.

hearing his disheveled, lispy voice behind his pacifier only proves to further perpetua’s desperation as she humps her boy in earnest. even so small and hazy beneath the night-light lit room, copia still trusts his mama to take care of him. it couldn’t get any more precious, not until she really makes a mess of him, that is.

groaning, perpetua presses her forehead to her baby’s shoulder blade as she directs all her energy into the thought of fucking a baby into her very own baby. it was almost enough, but she needed to feel him, needed to know exactly how wet he was for his mommy.

with a hand snaking around copia’s front, perpetua tries to regain some sense of control, or at least enough to guide her hand into the front of copia’s diaper, a tight squeeze with his teddy lodged in between his chubby thighs and the bed. she finds his clit easily, erect and fat against her palm, copia whines louder at the new friction, slicking up his sister’s hand in seconds.

“wanna make stickies for mama, baby? wanna show me how much of a dirty little boy you are?”

copia is nodding before pet even has time to finish, twitching as he grinds hard into her hand, forgetting all about teddy as he leaks steadily onto her fingers. perpetua was no better, biting down on copia’s shoulder with sheer desperation, rougher than she should be with her little one. shes leaking through her pants at this point, thighs slick and clammy with her own arousal, clit pulsing against the seam of her pajamas as she cums on her brother’s ass.

through their panting, copia whimpers in pain from the feeling of his mama’s teeth in his skin, rolling his shoulder slightly to shake her off. pet drools haphazardly onto his reddened skin, pressing a lazy kiss into it as she catches her breath.

“wanna show teddy the mess you made?” pet tuts at her boy.

copia makes a few protesting little whines, but sneaks a hand in between himself and the mattress to pull teddy free, pointing him at mama, only to force both of them to watch in the dim light as perpetua’s cum slick hand slips from his diaper and wipes the sticky mess he made all over teddy’s smiling, fluffy face.

appalled, copia snatches teddy away, but the damage was already done. maybe next time copia will ask his mama for help making that kind of grown up feeling, instead of pulling his unsuspecting furry friends into his mess…

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happy trans day of visibility, copvia are t4t!

which way? im not telling

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wrapped our arms around each other, trying to shove ourselves back together.

some closeups of the paintjob

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This is kinda a random question, but I see you’re really into chubby Copia right now. Is that a favorite Au of yours? Do you have any favorites? Or is it more of a “I’m really into this Au right now” type of thing?

i wouldn’t say its an au, more of an hc! but rn it is a big focus of mine because i am very into weight gain and feeder things. ive always depicted copia as fat as a headcanon, but i guess with uhmm yknow diving headfirst into the wg & feederism pool that i am unable to not mention how big that boy is HEHE.

my favorite auuuu though is the ageplay stuff i have going on. i most regularly play with ageplay copia and/or pet with my wife, but ykno there’s different iterations and things you can do with that. something thats been really tickling me is this brainworm we have been playing with where pet is finding out copia is a little baby and is this super obsessive mommy about it. very tasty.

but the fat copia and little copia stuff go hand in hand, nurturing weight gain onto him and all.

so id say i have favorites for shore, but also its a “im super into this rn”. i play in a lot of different areas with the twins (and terzo and mary but mostly the twins), and ive been stuck in this au zone sinceeee octoberrr? and im sick about it (positive)

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How does Pet discipline Copia when he’s regressed? A bratty little Copia who’s been testing her patience all day by being difficult,,

in all honesty, copia is a hugee brat. an extremely fussy baby, but mama always tries her best to be patient with him. sometimes though, perpetua just cant withstand the amount of tude her little baby decides to give her. its his own mistake, really, mama only has a certain amount of grace she can give him before she has to crack down on him.

if we are thinking a hands on approach, then copia is bent over her lap with his little undies/diaper tugged down under his chubby little butt while his momma brings her hand down hot and stinging on his bottom. she tries not to make it too pleasurable for him, avoids his aching core as she doles out his much needed punishment. its hard, copia is hard, but if he goes ignored for long enough his little cock will start to hurt too, and its exactly what the little thing deserves.

however, if shes not in the mood to hear the pained cries of her little one, and wants to go easier on him physically, hitting him mentally instead, perpetua will put copia in time out. all by himself, no touch or comfort from mama as he cries and cries from his time out chair placed in the corner of his playroom, facing the wall where perpetua had taped up some cutesy little drawings her baby presents to her occasionally. a little reminder of when he was a good boy, a special little touch, if you ask her.

once copia is done crying, instead just sniffling and twisting his hands in his lap after a good ten minutes, mommy will come kneel beside him and ask him if he’s done acting like a naughty boy, and if he’s ready to be her good baby the way she needs him to be. copia would nod, small and shy, ashamed of his outburst and ready to weep snotty apologies into mama’s chest.

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Fat copia.. fat age regressed copia pissing himselfzz PLEAEE🤤🤤

batting my eyelashes….

fat little baby cant reach over his belly to undo his pants to go potty… stuck on his playmat whining for his mama who is too busy to pay attention to him for the moment. so pathetic as he tries to get her attention with his little baby lisp around his paci. mama steps away for a few minutes and all hell breaks loose… what else is he supposed to do? babies aren’t very good at holding their bladders, after all. he’s too small, and mama shouldn’t expect him to have the strength to not wet his cute little patterned jammies all over his playmat.

he cries through the whole ordeal, thoroughly embarrassed by the warm, wet mess he is making in his jammies. mama is gonna be so disappointed in him for not trying hard enough… but he really had to go!

& diapers under the cut :3

if you are the type to enjoy padded baby copia, please consider him leaking through his diaper because he was sittin down a certain way that caused his little dribble to spill over down his thighs, that comforting warm sensation around his crotch becoming a bit more alarming than it should as it spreads down his pants. its not supposed to be there, right? he thought it was safe to wet himself there in his office, mama had taped him up nice and secure before he’d been sent off to work like a big boy all by himself. what kind of big boy wets his pants not even half way through the work day?

and how humiliating for the poor thing to let that fuzzy haze fall over him when he has to call mama in to help change him and ask for a change of his big boy pants… and imagine his other pairs are in the laundry.. has to sit at his desk in his suit jacket and diaper looking so red and shameful. not being able to even focus on his work because he’s scared someone is gonna walk in on him and see his little diapered butt in the chair. he tucks himself real close to his desk, hoping no one could peek over and see the crinkly white fabric.

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I know the post is old but I just finished reading the age regression fanfic with Copia and Perpetua and it's so cute. I need more 😭😭😭

that isss me and the lovely @honey-and-flies work! i just did the art, honey did the fantabulous writing!!

if you’re interested in hearing more about age regression from me though pleaseeeeee inquire as it is my pleasure and i take great interest in it ;3 i have many many thoughts on the matter. theres also agere copia and agere pet tags respectively on my blog if ur interested in peeking at those.

much love <3