Henry the Fouler
Synopsis: Maria Thýma was un-married, young and pregnant. She fled her native Greece for the United States.
Her son, Henry was born with a unique physiology. Not quite human. The son of a demon called Kóprana.
Athens, Georgia 1996
Henry smelled the cooking before he even got to the kitchen. He skipped down the stairs and saw his mom there
Maria was typical Greek. Short, dark features. She was not fat like many her age.
“Morning, mom” he said, embracing her from behind. He rested his chin on her shoulder, but even that required him to bend over a lot. He was tall, in his last year of school.
He was blonde, because of his father’s side. He also inherited a lot more from his father. Maria never spoke about him
“I made it spicy, just as you like it” she said as she saved it out onto the single plate on the kitchen table.
She sat down and began to eat it
Henry sat down at the opposite end and watched her eat it
“What’s in it?”
“Paprika”
“I love paprika” he smiled
“That’s why I put it in” she said as she took a huge spoonful of the Spetzofai
He smiled as he watched her woof it down
“I’m hungry” he said
“I’m eating as fast as I can” she said
“I’m really hungry” he added
“Have you done your homework?”
“Yeah, mom”
“In that case you can go”
“Really mom?” he smiled
“Sure” she said
He was ecstatic. He was a fan of archery and the Olympics were on in Atlanta. The archery was in Stone Mountain less than 60miles away. He was so excite
Maria burped. She laughed
“Mom!” he laughed.
“Are you hungry?” she asked as she stood up and put her bowl in the sink
“You bet” he said, getting up
She lent forward, and he moved around behind her sinking to his knees
He pulled up her dressing-gown, revealing her ass.
He put his nose up between her cheeks
He inhaled.
His stomach grumbled.
His tongue rumbled and rolled out, and he pressed it up into his mom’s anus.
His tongue was long, firm, and hollow. The tip opened inside his mom’s rectum and he began to suck through it. She trembled as he fed.
He couldn’t process food like normal people, he had to feed on partially digested food and he eagerly cleaned up his mom’s bowels.
She always fed him.
She never took him to a doctors and so no one knew how different he was, no one that is but her.
Maria trembled. It made her giddy. She had felt guilty about how it made her feel, but now she just accepted it
Henry cooed and gurgled as he fed from her ass.
And then he tossed his head back suddenly. His tongue rolled up and returned down his throat. Except for some brown around his mouth he otherwise looked normal
Maria shivered. She’d come and she was still panting, heart racing. “You thirsty, baby?” she asked
“Yeah mom” he said
She felt his tongue move lower
“Turn around mom” he begged
She did so, and his mouth pressed up between her legs.
She peed and he drank down, thirstily.
When he was done she took some wipes and cleaned her shit off his mouth. “There baby” she smiled, kissing him on the forehead
“How as that?”
“Delicious, mom” he said.
“Wait, I’ve got a bit more” she said, turning around
“Oh, mom” he laughed as he inhaled her fart
His tongue shot back up inside her and he sucked her clean.
As he sat back down she took a couple of large glasses of water. He always made her feel parched
She sat back down at her end of the table. He burped.
She laughed. He laughed
“You really were hungry, baby” she said
“Yeah, mom” he said… “I can’t wait till that breakfast passes through you”
“I’ll hold it in for you till you get home this afternoon”
“Thanks mom”
“Anything for my μωρό” she said, she always used Greek to emphasise the affection she felt for him.
He got up, kissed her on the forehead and then grabbed his keys.
He was at school in less than half an hour.
He passed the day as all other days avoiding trouble, fantasising about Miss Faversham his home-room teacher and wondering what it would be like to taste her ass-hole.
He hung out with Josh, Belinda and Set. They were a small circle that shared an interest in 70s music, and modern grunge. Belinda had a small cross tattoo on her hand for when Kurt Cobain had died.
His friends had long ceased wondering why he never had lunch at lunchtime.
His drive home was un-eventful.
Maria who did telemarketing from home, and a number of other small pursuits was busting to go when he came home
Her breakfast had upset her stomach.
“Please, honey” she begged, “I really need to go”
“Sorry, mom” he said rushing to her
She hoisted her dress up and bent over. He rushed to her put his tongue against her, just in time. His tongue slid up into her moist soft rectum and he began to feed
Maria felt such a relief. She trembled again. Her orgasm was quick, but satisfying. She got more pleasure from the relief to her rear.
Henry cleaned out his mom’s innards. He burped again… he happy; hunger sated.
“How was school?” she asked as she wiped down his mouth. It was unnecessary this time, but she did so as a force of habit, and she loved tending to him
“It was okay” he said
“And Belinda… do you two…?”
“Mom, we’re just friends”
“I’m just asking” she laughed. “You don’t even feed from her?”
“No mom” he said
Maria wasn’t jealous. They had fucked before, and both enjoyed it… but it now seemed (remarkably) as a step too far. But sometimes Maria missed it.
Henry woke the next morning and went into his mom’s bedroom
“You off now honey?” she asked
“Yeah”
“Do you want something to eat?” she asked, lifting up the blanket to expose her ass.
“I’m fine, mom” he said, “If you need you can poop it out”
“Okay” she said—somewhat relieved she’d not have to hold on the whole day
“I’ll be fine” he said.
He kissed her on the lips. She returned the kiss, happy at the intimacy of it.
“Bye” he said and he rocked on down to his car and was away.
He was on his way to the Olympics.
Maria rolled over and went to back to sleep
Henry enjoyed the day out. He was there for Round 32 of the individual competition for men and saw America push through past an Australian and on to the next round.
He enjoyed himself. He only wished his mom was there, but she had little interest. He’d have liked her to try some of the international foods there and was sure it would taste delicious as she shit it out.
He was on his way home when he got a flat.
“Fuck” he spat as his car limped into the bowling-alley car-park he saw. He was almost home.
He parked and then got out and ran his mom to say he’d be running late and for her to go to the toilet if she needed to—he’d get dinner where he was.
“Are you sure, honey?”
“I’ll be fine, mom”
“It’s dangerous”
“I’ll be careful…”
“I can hold it a little longer…” she said, “I had your favourite for lunch”
“No, mom” he said, “I’ll be fine. You go ahead and go to the toilet if you need to”
“See you soon”
“I hope, bye mom. I love you”
“I love you too son” she said. She thought to of having sex with him when he got home… they’d not done it for a while… but maybe now would be a good time to re-start.
He went back to his car and popped the trunk and took out the spare, the jack, and the lug wrench.
It wasn’t long before he’d replace the tire and was ready to roll. Although he was very close to home he decided to eat out.
He looked at the bowling alley and went in.
He spent some time looking at the customers. And then he spotted his ‘mark’.
Candy Grace was 19. She knew Henry from when she’d been a senior the previous year. He was a year below her.
She was moderately build, a few months pregnant. She had a hunger—needing to feed for two. She was there with Graham O’Connor—thirty-two, and the father of her baby.
How she’d ended up with him was anybody’s guess
Henry watched her and saw her head towards the ladies.
He made his move.
He caught up with her right as she opened the door.
“Hi” he siad
“You scared the shit out of me” she gasped
“Sorry” he smiled
“Do I know you?”
“You went to my school last year”
“Oh, yeah…” she said, but she couldn’t remember his name.
“Anyway…” he said
“What do you want”
“I’m really hungry” he said
“And?” she gasped
“Go into the ladies” he said
“I…” she turned and went in, he followed her in
“I…” she said again
“Come” he said and he went over to an empty stall and sat on the toilet
“Come” he said again”
“What’s… hap….?” she gasped
She stepped in. “Close the door” he said
She turned and closed it and as she did he pulled her pink dress up to reveal blue cotton panties
“What are you doing?” she asked
“This might feel a bit odd at first” he said.
He threw his head back and his tongue shot up from deep inside his throat”
He pushed it towards her anus
“Hey” she gasped as she felt it’s wet fleshiness pressing against her
He pushed into her
“Ow” she gasped
“Candy?” came a voice “”Are you in here?”
“Yes” Candy said. She spread her legs a little so he could open her ass a bit more
“Hey, let me in” Linda, her friend said, trying the door
“I’m having a shit” Candy said to her friend.
Linda stepped back a little
“Oh, my…” Candy gasped
“What’s the matter”
“It’s really big…”
“Eww…” Linda said and backed away in disgust
Candy’s body shivered. She bit her lip and orgasmed.
And Henry slurped down the remains of food in her bowels.
He cocked his head back up and his tongue retreated. He pulled some paper off the dispenser and wiped her ass clean
“Perfect” he said.
He kissed her fleshy cheek, then slapped her ass
“What’s happening?” she was still trying to make sense
He had her open the door and step out.
She bent down and pulled her panties up as he went to the door
He looked back at her as she straightened herself out
“I…” she began…
His eyes bore into hers. “Yes” she said and she stood to attention.
Linda found her there a few minutes later
Candy couldn’t remember what had happened.
Henry went back to his car and burped.
When he got home his mom was in bed
“Come here” she said
He went to her and they kissed. She winced at his foul breath
“Phew”
“Sorry, Mom”
“What did you eat”
“A lot of junk food—that woman was chugging it down”
“I’ve still got a little left” Maria said
“Thanks, Mom” he said, “But I’m full”
“Did you enjoy the day”
“It was great”
He leaned in and kissed her again on the forehead. As he went to get up she grabbed him and pulled him back down onto her
He smiled, surpassed.
“Mom?”
“Why don’t you fuck me”
“Now”
“Yeah, baby” she said “You always loved it” and she drew her hand down to his crotch, feeling his response.
“Alight” he laughed as he pulled his pants off. She sat up and went at his shirt whilst he did
He was on her, she felt so soft, warm and moist. It was good to be home.