It's boxing day, the day after christmas, and you’re home with step-mommy when she asks if you got to take your new bike for a ride. you tell her it was stolen. that was your brand-new christmas gift me and your step-dad bought for you how did you let someone steal it? you’ve only had it for a day. do you understand how much that present cost? what do you mean they just took it from you? they were bigger than you and rode off down the street while you stood there and watched. you didn’t even think to run after them, step-son? that thought never crossed your mind? you just froze. why didn’t you tell me sooner? we should report the theft, but the holidays are not the best time to make a fuss. do you know who they were? they have to be local. the boy next door, you say? oh dear, let step-mommy handle this and see if we can get your bike back. your step-mom confronts you after speaking with the boy next door, aka your bully. oh, there you are, step-son. i was just having a very nice conversation with that boy next door you said stole your bike earlier. though that isn’t exactly what happened, is it? you just gave it to him without a fight. that’s not what you told me before. oh sweetheart, get your story straight. what happened was you were too scared to stand up for yourself and handed over your bike so easily. he only brought it back because step-mommy asked him to. you just didn’t explain yourself properly, did you, step-son? in fact, you didn’t say a word. you froze, remember? those were your words, not mine. sounds more like a lie to cover up the fact that you’re a pushover. are you going to be a doormat and let people walk all over you, step-son? you could have simply said no, don’t take my bike, or begged him not to if you couldn’t defend yourself. he’s a big bully? so what if right now he said he was going to take your step-mom? would you stop him? would you do anything about it? let’s test that theory, shall we? prove to step-mommy that you’re not a wuss. prove you’re a strong man, not a weak little bitch who can’t fight his own battles or fend for himself. step-mommy is on her knees with her tits out while the bully’s cock hangs over her face. step-mommy asks if you’re going to do anything or just stand there helpless while she sucks your bully off. that’s what i thought, step-son. you’re pathetic, completely useless, you can’t do anything right. if you don’t like something, you should do something about it, but you can’t. you’re weak, puny, and terrified of the big bully. you are such a disappointment, step-son, a total failure. i don’t think you deserve your bike back. i’m going to let your bully keep it. look at his build, how strong and muscular he is, a real man, an athlete. you know why? because he works out and goes to the gym. what do you do in your free time, step-son? whine and moan to me. if only you’d toughen up and lift some weights, but your scrawny pitiful arms couldn’t even handle them. the way you teared up when your bike was taken, step-mommy is furious at your wimpy behavior, you lame step-son. i regret ever giving you that bike in the first place. do you know why? because you’re a waste. you won’t be getting any more gifts from step-mommy ever again. step-mommy will happily take your bully’s cock down her throat, and remember, it’s all your fault. you’re to blame, you’re inadequate. you will never impress step-mommy or make me proud; instead you just keep screwing up. wait until i tell your step-dad what you did, he’ll beat you up and smack you around like a little bitch if the bully doesn’t get to you first. you’d probably fall off that bike anyway, you worthless loser. the only leftovers you’re getting for christmas are the bully’s extra cum after step-mommy milks him and spits it back into your mouth. like backwash, taste your bully’s jizz, you little cum guzzler. taste it, you inferior little beta bitch. is your little prick twitching while you watch step-mommy suck that big bully’s cock? i’m going to make sure he picks on you again in the future, and i’m going to invite him around all through the holidays so you can watch like a good cucky step-son. would you like that, step-mommy and your bully mocking you and berating you? would you suck him off if step-mommy told you to, haha you little gayboi? you’re such a little freak, you can’t get a girlfriend anyway. no tits, no pussy for you, loser. nobody wants to date some wimp with a tiny little miniature dick, that little thing between your legs. you reject step-mommy and i’m so disappointed in my weakling step-son. step-mommy keeps humiliating and degrading you as she finishes the bully off and swallows his load. you don’t even deserve his cum, you fucking loser. step-mommy greedily takes it all while she tears you down and makes you leak in your pants, laughing in your face.