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Disclaimers: Family Guy belongs to Seth MacFarlane, 20th Century Fox
Television and Fuzzy Door Productions. DimOut.Com belongs to Dim Out.

Date: 05/22/2008

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Strong language, voyurism, male solo sex, male/female sex,
female/female sex, female solo sex, drug use

Categories: Het, slash, bi

Pairing: Meg/f/m/f

Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.

Archive: Yes

Summary: After she had finished having dinner with the rest of the Griffin
family, Meg tells them that she's going to a friend's house for a sleepover
and heads straight to a local strip bar for another night of work.

Other Notes: This AU story is a birthday gift for Annabel Chong -- who was
born on May 22nd, 1972 and I had selected for the role of Michelle Slayton --
and based on a Family Guy pic by an artist whose initials are T.S.!

Dedication: Happy 36th Birthday to Annabel Chong! -- ATK 2008
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Family Guy: Meg's Secret Job
by Andrew Troy Keller (atk440@aol.com)

It was during the early evening hours of May 22nd on Spooner Street within
the outskirts of the town of Quahog, Rhode Island that a big fat working
stiff whose name happens to be Peter Griffin was sitting at the kitchen
table with his beloved wife Lois, their three children -- teenagers Meg and
Chris and little baby Stewie -- and their highly-intellegent talking dog
Brian and enjoying a wonderful evening meal together before the big guy had
looked at the clock on the wall and said, "Wholly crap! Look at the time!
I've promised Joe to go meet him, Cleveland and Quagmire over at The Drunken
Clam to tie one on and try to help Cleveland get over his divorce from the
former Mrs. Brown. Daddy will be home soon, Kids."

"Just don't forget to keep your promise and don't overdo it like last time,
Peter," that was what Lois had said to her husband, who had rolled his eyes
and said, "Ah, come on, Lois! You know me! I always keep my promises!" before
a disbelieving Brian had looked at Peter with his arms crossed and asked,
"Oh, really, Peter? Would that be before or after a certain Mayor Adam West
had gotten pissed-off at you for taking a piss on his rose garden?" only to
have Peter raise both of his hands up and said, "Whoa! Hold on there! That
wasn't my idea in the first place!It was just that the guys had dared me to
drink a whole keg of beer and I had no choice but to go through with that
dare!"

"Well, Dad. At least, you had only gotten yourself drunk. That way, you don't
have to worry about The Evil Monkey that's living in your bedroom closet,"
that was what Chris had said to his father before Lois had let out a sigh,
rolled her eyes and said, "Oh, Chris. How many times do we have to tell you
that there's no such thing as an Evil Monkey in your bedroom closet," only
to have poor Chris turn his eyes toward the kitchen door and notice that a
nasty-looking monkey was standing in the doorway with his index finger
pointed at the poor overweight kid before leaving the room and causing Chris
to sit at that table with the look of sadness on his face.

That was before Meg had suddenly looked at the digital watch on her wrist and
said, "I better get going too, Mom. I don't want to make Michelle and Kelly
worry about me. Good night, Mom," before a small-smiling Lois had recieved a
loving hug from her daughter and said, "Good night, Meg. And don't forget to
have fun on your sleepover. "And after Meg had waved 'goodbye' to the rest of
her family and left the house with her overnight bag filled with clothes and
other stuff, a small-smiling Brian had let out a sigh and said, "You know,
that really reminds me of my very first sleepover," only to have an
equally-small-smiling Stewie turn his eyes toward the family's pet pooch and
asked, "Oh, really? Was that the same sleepover that you had with a certain
blonde dumb-ass bimbo whose name happens to be Jillian?" causing an upset
Brian had turned his back towards the smart-mouthed little todler and said,
"Go shit yourself, Stewie!"

Meanwhile, as soon as Meg had finally arrived at the local strip bar deep
within downtown Quahog, she had stepped into the building through the back
door just in time for a beautiful maiden with dark-brown hair and wearing a
taxi driver costume to let out a sigh of relief and say, "Oh, Meg! Thank God
you had finally been able to get yourself here!Kelly's halfway done with her
routine!" before Meg had placed her overnight bag down a chair, took a
soroity girl costume out of it and said, "I'm sorry, Michelle. It's just
that I had to say 'goodnight' to my family and make sure that a certain
ugly-looking nerd known as Neil Goldman was following me."

"Well, Meg. To tell you the truth, I really sympathize with you on that. On
my way to work, I had to stop at every intersection and quickly turned myself
around to make sure that a creepy Glen Quagmire was stalking me," that was
what the taxi driver costume wearing babe whose name happens to be Michelle
Slayton had said to Meg, who had let out a small giggle and said, "Well,
Michelle. You really don't have to worry about him tonight. He's over at
The Drunken Clam with my dad, Mister Brown and Mister Swanson. "And after
Michelle had rolled her eyes and let out a sigh of relief, a beautiful
strawberry-blonde bare-ass naked babe known as Kelly Winslow had stepped
into the back room with her firegirl costume in her hands, plopped it on
another chair, took a deep breath and said, "I really do hope that Murray
keeps on buying costumes for us from Dimout because I really don't feel
like going to the local adult store and try to find it in there!"

And then, after Michelle had taken a deep breath, stepped out of the back
room and began dancing and stripping in front of the entire audiance of
full-grown adults who had started showering her with cheers and applause,
Kelly had sat herself down on a chair, watched Meg change into the soroity
girl costume and said, "Say, Meg? Do you mind that we had allowed Jack to
come stay with me and Michelle for a little while?" before Meg had rolled
her eyes, given that idea some thought and answered, "I don't see why not.
After all, if he's still as hot as you had described him to be, it would be
cool to enjoy living a Jeanna Fine fantasy."

Then, as soon as the three babes had done their dancing and stripping
routines and recieved their pay from the strip bar's manager, Meg, Michelle
and Kelly had left the bar and walked straight over to the apartment building
that Meg's fellow female strippers happen to be living in, where they had
stepped inside the apartment and Kelly had looked around the living room,
shrugged her shoulders and said, "Maybe he's sleeping in his room. Too bad.
It might be fun for him to show us what he's going to do to entertain us,"
before a small-smling Meg had placed her overnight bag down on the sofa,
turned herself towards Michelle and Kelly and said, "Actually, Guys. He's
not the only one who is willing to entertain us."

And after she had taken one of the CDs out of the bag, placed it inside the
CD player and pressed the 'play' button, Meg had started shaking each and
every part of her body and taking all of her clothes off in front of a
smiling and applauding Michelle and Kelly and saying, "Hi, Guys. Wanna spend
some dough on me? You know, a hundred bucks will get you a private session,"
only to have a handsome blonde male hunk whose name happens to be Jack
Ferrell step into the living room in only a stars and stripes pouch, clear
his throat and say, "Well, Meg. If you were to ask me, that only depends on
what type of private session it actually is. Don't you agree, Ladies?"

And as soon as he had taken his pouch off to expose his bare-ass naked body
in front of the three babes and began stroking his stiff cock right in front
of them, a small-smiling Meg had moved her nude body closer to Jack, kissed
him ever so passionately on the lips and allowed him to start licking all
over her nude body -- all the way down to her hot, wet pussy and carressing
her firm breasts before both Kelly and Michelle had removed all of their
clothes and Kelly had started licking on Michelle's hot and steamy cunt and
carressing her stiff mounds just in time for Meg to place her hands on Jack's
bare shoulders and say, "Aaaahhhh, yeeeessss! That's it! Do it, Jack! Touch
me! Touch me there! Suck my wet pussy dry! Aaaahhhh!"

Then, after she had allowed Jack to move himself closer to the two lesbian
lovers and place his stiff cock inside Kelly's asshole and his hands on
Michelle's bare shoulders, Meg had started pumping two of her fingers in and
out of her hot, moist snatch and carressing her own tits with the other hand
before she had moved herself closer to the three bi-sexual lovers and allowed
Jack to start licking on her cunt and Michelle to start sucking on her tits,
causing the young and beautiful James Woods Regional High School student to
suddenly realize that she was able to enjoy each and every minute of
experiencing the one thing that she had been unable to experience with any
of her male fellow high school students with the exception of Neil which
happens to be pure and untamed sexual pleasure.

That was before they had laid their nude bodies down on the floor just in
time for Jack to place his stone hard dick inside Kelly's cunt and start
licking on Meg's pussy, Kelly to start licking on Michelle's snatch and
carressing her tits and Meg to place one of her hands on Michelle's
silky-smooth naked thigh, causing a sexually-charged Michelle to place her
hands on Kelly's bare back and yell at the top of her lungs, "AAAAHHHH, YES!
THAT'S IT! DO IT, MEG! DO IT, KELLY! TOUCH ME! SUCK ON MY TOES! SUCK MY WET
PUSSY DRY! FUCK THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME! MAKE ME WANNA CUM!
AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!"

And after the four newfound bi-sexual lovers had started moving themselves
harder and faster and their lovemaking has finally moved itself into a brand
new house on Spooner Street, Meg, Jack, Kelly and Michelle had all came and
collapsed due to exhaustion and fell asleep with their naked arms in a
lover's embrace. That was before the very next day which was when Meg had
finally returned home from her 'sleepover' just in time for her to discover
that her father was sleeping on the living room floor with drool coming out
of his mouth. And as soon as Lois had walked into the room with the look of
disappointment in her eyes, a curious Meg had scratched the back of her head
and said, "Let me take a wild guess, Mom. One of Dad's friends had driven
him home after he had boozed his brains out again, right?", causing poor
Lois to let out a sigh and answer, "Let me put it to you this way, Meg. We
now have more than Mayor Adam West to worry about."

THE END!

    

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