Derrick flexed her even taller body, displaying her newfound musculature. Thankfully, the muscles she gained from the transformation were not too visible like those found in many extreme body builders. It was apparent her body was strong, but just with minor muscle showing, mostly when she flexed. "That works for me; my curves wouldn't have looked so nice otherwise." Now a fit 10 ft tall amazon, wearing what basically could be seen as BDSM gear, Derrick felt a surge of pride and superiority; obviously left over from parts of Jennifer's personality. "Time for some more fun!" She declared, willing the leather straps around her front to constrict slightly tighter, making sure Kyle's enlarged dick hits every part of her moist cunt. "You know, Kyle, I still haven't heard a thanks from you yet." Derrick brought up, commencing walking somewhere her bitch had no idea of. "Thanks?! For what!?" Kyle gasped, his larger genitals feeling so much more sensitive than before. Frowning, Derrick slapped Kyle's ass before explaining, "You're the first, and only, person that gets to fuck me all the time. How lucky is that? There are plenty of better looking guys who would love to be in your position, slut. Now, say thanks!" Squeezing her now stronger inner groin muscles, Derrick purposely rocked her hips back and forth with every step. "Mmmm- ah, ok ok! Thank you so much mistress..." Kyle reluctantly shouted. Then added, "For letting someone as weak and small, as me, to be the only one screwing you!" He added that last line to hopefully appease the easily annoyed amazon more. Grinning, the giantess Derrick stated, "Good. Keep acting more like that, there will be more pleasure and less humiliation in your future."
Although, Derrick didn't want that to go into effect anytime soon. The two partners were now at Kyle's house; turns out they were heading there this whole time. "We're here, bitch." Derrick said, looking down her cleavage. "Here? Where's here?!" Kyle asked, muffled by the copious amounts of boob around his head. "You should...KNOW!" She replied, grabbing Kyle's ass and pelvic thrusting forward while finishing her sentence. "Your house, numb nuts. I wanted to see what your parents would have to say about us." Kyle began sweating even more within his stuffy, warm prison. "No, anything but my house!" He pleaded in desperation; his mistress was having none of that. Standing proudly, Derrick knocked on the front door with her manicured hand and savored the moments of Kyle's fear. Upon opening, the giantess could see it was Kyle's mother that had answered. "Mrs. Perkins?" "Yes..." She replied, being slightly intimidated by the young amazon on her doorstep. "Ah, Kyle!" She shouted, seeing her son tied to Derrick's front; his face between her ginormous tits and his dick nestled in her wet snatch. "You're supposed to be at school, young man! What are you doing here?!" Kyle's mother unleashed a barrage of questions when the kitchen phone rang. "Ah, I'm sorry, I'll get it. Please, do come in." She beckoned Derrick inside, who had to bend down to avoid hitting her head the whole time.
Plopping her voluptuous rear on the living room couch, being in a sitting position made Kyle go crazy with the sensations of their connected groins. Cumming on more, making sure to moan mistress to prevent the pain, Derrick could hear Kyle's mother talking on the phone. She was obviously shouting due to what the person on the line was telling her; after a solid 5 minutes, the call was ended. "Give me just a bit longer, I've got to call my husband!" She apologized to Derrick. "It's no trouble, ma'am." Derrick replied. Kyle was silent whilst his mother call his father, who eventually finished a delivery for his job and came right home. He barged in through the front to see his distraught wife and his son, strapped to an amazing 10 ft tall woman. "Kyle!" He shouted; 'Yes, mom and dad are sure to help me here!' Kyle thought this would finally all end.
"You've got a lot of explaining to do, boy!" Kyle's dad declared in anger. "Forcing a fellow student into sex, in the girls locker room. And then you had the nerve to force her to take you out of school in the middle of the day?!" "What's gotten into you, son?" Mrs. Perkins added. Kyle's heart sank at hearing that reality made him the perpetrator of all this again. Just like Ms. Carver earlier, Kyle's parents thanked Derrick for punishing their son in an appropriate way. "He's clearly being rather naughty lately; over time like this, I'm sure he'll reflect on what he's done." Kyle's mistress said. "Wait, you two aren't seriously okay with what she's doing with me, are you?!" He cried to his parents louder than he's even yelled before. "I'm sorry son, but until you learn your lesson, you're going to be staying with uh..." Kyle's mother hinted for Derrick to give her name. "Just call me Derrick." She answered. "Derrick, yes," Mr. Perkins interjected. "For the foreseeable future, we've decided that you're going to stay with Derrick."
Remaining speechless, Derrick took it upon herself to thrust forward to pleasure Kyle enough, that he ended up cumming inside her again. "Did he just....!" His mother was shocked. "Please, take our delinquent son out of here, Derrick!" Mr. Perkins requested. "With pleasure." Derrick whispered, and swayed her hips out the front door. "Y'know, at this rate, no one would ever want you away from me ever again!" the victorious amazon cheered. "Y-yes mistress...." Kyle solemnly agreed, knowing that this was his life now. With her slut's life practically ruined and his reputation tarnished, Derrick contemplated over whether to humiliate her fuck toy even more, or just do other things.