The door to the young adult son's bedroom creaked open, revealing a figure being led in by a burly member of the Mafia. It was Miss Trunchbull, once a formidable headmistress, now reduced to a mindless chubby sex slave. She was dressed in a frumpy house dress, her hair in its signature bun.
The young adult son, lounging on his bed, couldn't help but grin at the sight of her. "Well, well, well, look at you," he said, leering at her. "Turn around and show me that ass of yours."
Miss Trunchbull hesitated for a moment, but then obeyed, revealing her wrinkled butthole to him. The son chuckled and made a playful insult. "Looks like you're loosey-goosey, Miss Trunchbull."
She scowled at him, but said nothing. The son then ordered her to change her hair bun style to a top knot donut bun. She struggled with the new hairstyle, but eventually managed to get it right.
"Much better," the son said, approvingly. "Now, Miss Trunchbull, it's time for your new physical training regimen. Eating more food and training your butt to look thick and sexy."
Miss Trunchbull protested, saying she didn't want to get fat. The son laughed and told her that she didn't have a choice. "You're mine now, Miss Trunchbull. And I'll do whatever I want with you."
Miss Trunchbull started to eat a large plate of pasta, but had trouble finishing it. The son made another playful insult, calling her a "lightweight."
"I'll have you eating twice as much by the end of the week," the son said, smirking. "Now, bend over and show me that ass again."
Miss Trunchbull obeyed, and the son admired the progress she'd made on her new regimen. "You're doing well, Miss Trunchbull," he said. "Keep up the good work."
The son then ordered Miss Trunchbull to take off her house dress, revealing her naked body. "From now on, you will be my hair bun slave and anal fucktoy," the son said, matter-of-factly.
Miss Trunchbull was shocked and tried to protest, but the mind control from the hypno ray gun kept her obedient. "Get on all fours and crawl over to me," the son ordered.
She obeyed, and he started to play with her hair and ass. "You have such a beautiful body, Miss Trunchbull," the son said, sincerely. "It's a shame it was wasted on being a headmistress."
Miss Trunchbull didn't respond, but the son could see the blush on her cheeks. He then ordered her to perform oral sex on him. She obeyed, but had trouble due to her lack of experience.
The son was patient with her and taught her how to do it properly. She eventually got the hang of it and the son was pleased. "You're a quick learner, Miss Trunchbull," he said, smiling.
The son then ordered Miss Trunchbull to lay on her back and spread her legs. He started to penetrate her anally. Miss Trunchbull was in pain at first, but eventually got used to it.
The son finished and ordered Miss Trunchbull to clean herself up. She obeyed, and the chapter ended with her sitting on the bed, looking defeated.
"Good job, Miss Trunchbull," the son said, patting her on the head. "Tomorrow, we'll start working on those thighs."
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