"Mom, can I get a piercing?" Zoe said.
Even through the muffled sounds of his panty prison Jon could hear the annoyance of his mom as she replied.
"No. We've been over this before Zoe, you're not getting a piercing. They seem cool now, but you will grow to regret it."
"But mom, even if I regret it I can simply take out the piercing." Zoe said. Jon felt himself shift as Zoe uncrossed her legs.
"By then you will have a hole in you body that will not close. You will have mutilated yourself and for what? No, means no and this conversation is done."
Jon heard a soft and distant thump as if someone just slammed their hand on a surface.
"Fine." Zoe said, but Jon felt her shift again as she took the rock in hand.
"I wish you would let me get a piercing." she said softly.
Almost immediately after that Jon heard his mom reply. "You know what, I've changed my mind. I don't agree with this, but maybe this way you'll learn your lesson."
The pressure on Jon dissipated and he felt himself get launched in the air as Zoe jumped up.
"Sweet!"
"Just one thing. Take this money and go to a good and reputed piercer. Okay?" Mom said.
Jon felt Zoe run as she took the money from their mom.
She skipped out of the kitchen, Jon felt his body vibrate with each step.
"I hope you're enjoying the ride bro." Zoe said cheerfully.
"Where are we going?" Jon asked.
"You're not deaf in there are you? I'm going to get a piercing with the money mom gave me. By the way, you should see our house. It's like you were never more than my pussy there aren't even any pictures of you left."
The news surprised Jon, sure he had wished for it. But hearing it said still managed to hit him.
He didn't get a chance to reply as the thunderous noise of the garage door being opened interrupted his thoughts.
"You're going by bike?" He asked.
"Well duh, it's not like I can drive."
"I'm not sure if..." Jon began but Zoe cut him off.
"Are you already having second thoughts? Come on Jon, you're my pussy I'm going by bike. It will be interesting." She said.
Jon thought this over, but didn't even get the chance to reply as Zoe lifted her legs and sat down on her saddle.
She wiggled her hips and Jon felt his large fleshy labia being pushed apart slightly by the saddle.
"I hope you're ready."
With the saddle between his lips Jon found himself unable to reply.
She started riding her bike to the city. Each peddle Jon felt himself slide over the saddle. The way the saddle slid over his form wasn't particularly unpleasant, but something about his helplessness just turned him on more than this ever could.
"Someone's enjoying himself." Zoe said as she felt her vagina heat up and become more moist.
