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There was no need for Allison’s cunt to be locked shut anymore – she could hardly get more pregnant than she already was. Her parents instead bought her a special garter belt. The rings in her pussy piercing could be connected to the belt in such a way that her pussy lips were permanently pulled open, revealing her clitoris and fuckhole. Her parents assured her that this would help in keeping her overly-wet cunt appropriately aired out, in the interests of her sexual health. But it just left Allison feeling more slutty and humiliated than before.
It also felt weird to crawl around, naked, on all fours in her own house, but her parents insisted on it, and chastised her if they caught her standing upright. The vet had said that it was better for her back, and better for the baby, to avoid being upright as far as possible.
Her parents even served her her meals – flavoured, as always, with semen – in a dog bowl that they placed on the floor. Whenever she tried to use her hands to eat they told her, “That’s not necessary, darling. Just push your face in there. It’s okay to get messy.” And despite Allison’s insistence that she *preferred* to use her hands, they would continue until Allison began to eat without her hands, like a dog.
There were no exceptions for when the house had visitors. Allison would still be nude, and forced to crawl, and eat from her bowl. If the visitors were paying, Allison would be told to lie on her back in front of the visitor, and spread her legs so they could see her cunt, and having a discussion with them about her “fuckhole” and her “rape-handles” and about whether she had enjoyed being raped and impregnated.
Cousin Jeffrey was a regular paying visitor. He loved talking about whether Allison would be more like a cow or a pig once her udders were making milk, and about whether her large tits had made her a cum-guzzling slut or whether her natural sluttish tendencies had made her tits grow so large. He always made her give her opinions on these topics and explain why she had come to that conclusion. (“I think I’ll be more like a pig because the squealing sound I make when I cum is more piggish than cowish,” she had blushingly admitted.) He always paid by shoving banknotes up Allison’s cunt, so that she would have to pull them out and lick them clean before handing them to her father.
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One evening Allison’s parents came to her in her bedroom, looking distressed and embarrassed.
“Allison,” said her mother. “Would it come as a surprise to you to learn you’re something of a homewrecker?”
Allison was surprised, and didn’t know what to say.
“Your mother and I were almost going to break up, and it’s mostly because of what a slut you are,” said her father.
Allison felt tears forming in the corners of her eyes. “What?” she asked. “Why?”
Her mother said, “A couple of weeks ago I learned your husband was being unfaithful to me,” she said. “He’s been hiring prostitutes to fuck. And not just any prostitutes – ones that look as much as possible like you, Allison. He’s been telling them to answer to your name, and then he’s been slapping them, beating their tits, and fucking them. He makes them call him daddy.”
Allison’s father looked embarrassed. “I’m sorry, baby,” he said. “It’s just that with your tits, and your slutty behaviour, and the way you look… it’s hard not to have really strong fantasies about violently raping you. And I know you try your best to masturbate me, and suck me off, but I just keep thinking about treating you as a sub-human fuckdoll. It’s the way you make me think, because of what a slut you are.”
“When I found out, I was furious, of course,” said Allison’s mother. “Partly at your father, and partly at you for being such a cockteasing tramp. And it wasn’t fair, because it’s not like I don’t also have to look at your slutty behaviour all day. I have fantasies too. How do you think it feels to be a mother, and have fantasies about forcing your own daughter to lick your pussy? To get off on the idea of slapping your daughter’s oversized fuckmelons until she cries? To want to squirt on your daughter’s face? I never wanted to think that way, but when you’re daughter’s a big-titted slut like you, Allison, that’s just what happens.”
Allison was blushing fiercely, humiliated, horrified that she’d inspired these fantasies in her own parents. Nice girls didn’t do that. Only whores with oversized rapemelons like her.
“Anyway, so I went and hired your father’s prostitute too,” said her mother. “Partly because of those fantasies, and partly to get back at your father. And once I’d dressed her up as you and slapped her tits and humped her face until I orgasmed, I knew that I’d never be happy until I had the real thing.”
“Well, after all of that we went to see a marriage counsellor,” said Allison’s father. “And she told us that either we could see all this as evidence of broken trust and infidelity, in which case we were probably going to get divorced – or we could recognise that the real problem was you.”
Allison’s mother nodded. “The counsellor helped us see that the real issue was your oversized sex-balloons. If we didn’t have such a cow of a daughter we would never have had these fantasies. And really the healthy thing to do was just accept that our lusts were your responsibility.”
“So it’s up to you, honey,” said her father. “Do you want to help us stay together? All you have to do is let us fuck you. You’ve fucked so many people anyway. You enjoy rape. And it’s not like you can get any more pregnant. What do you say? Do you want to help us? Or would you like to be the reason we get divorced?”
Allison was crying. She didn’t want her parents to get divorced. She didn’t want it to be her fault. But she also didn’t want to fuck her own parents. The baby in her belly might be her own father’s – and it didn’t sound like he had admitted that to her mother – and she still felt so guilty about that. To actively choose to fuck her own parents, and attempt to make them cum, was so whorish…
But if she didn’t, they’d separate, and it would be all her fault.
She nodded. “I’ll help,” she said, in a small voice.
Lust filled their faces.
“Good girl,” said her mother. “Why don’t you start with me? Lie down on the bed, and mommy will just undress and climb onto you.”
Alison shivered, and lay on her bed, tits up, and watched her mother undress, exposing her large, maternal tits, and her cunt, which Allison was pleased to see had been shaved.
Her mother got up on the bed, and straddled Allison’s face, one knee either side of Allison’s head, facing down towards Allison’s pussy. Then she gently lowered her cunt onto Allison’s mouth.
Allison shivered with shame and humiliation. Slowly, she extended her tongue, and began to lick the fuckhole that had birthed her.
She was surprised by how good it tasted and how easy it was, as though this was something that Allison had been born to do. She pushed her tongue out further, running it over her mother’s clit, and pushing up into her mother’s fucktunnel.
“Oh, that feel so good, baby,” moaned her mother. “Now mommy just has to hurt you a bit, because of how jealous I feel over you cockteasing your daddy. Don’t worry, it’s just something you deserve.”
And with that, her mother began to punch and slap Allison’s tits as Allison licked her.
It hurt – it hurt a lot – but breast pain just made Allison wet these days, and she began to moan and buck her hips as her mother punched her fuckbags.
“You’re making your daddy hard, you little slut,” sighed her mother. “He’s got his cock out and he’s playing with it. It’s pointed at your pussy, baby.”
Alison squeaked with humiliation – even as she felt herself instinctively parting her legs to give her father a better look.
But her parted legs removed the last of her mother’s self control. When she saw her daughter’s pussy spread in front of her, she moaned, and immediately slapped Allison’s cunt – once, twice, three times – before leaning down and beginning to enthusiastically lick it.
Allison went wild. It felt so good to be cunt-licked by her own mother – even as she knew it was the most shameful and slutty thing she had ever done. She pressed her face into her mother’s cunt as hard as she could, smearing her mother’s fuck-honey across her forehead and cheeks, pushing her tongue as deep into her mother’s womb as she could manage.
And when her mother began to suck and chew on Allison’s clitoris, Allison took the hint and returned the favour, sucking her mother’s whole clit into her mouth like it was her favourite lollipop.
And soon Allison was cumming, and then her mother was cumming – and when her mother came, she squirted, bathing Allison’s face with an unexpected gush of salty liquid.
Allison lay there, shaking in the aftermath of an orgasm that had come from fucking her own mother. She felt so dirty, so whorish, so deserving of abuse.
And now it was her father’s turn.
“We bought you a little present,” said her father. “In case you agreed to this. A little something to increase your sexual pleasure.”
It was a replacement for the bell that hung at the end of Allison’s clitoris chain. It was a metal ring, with a small loop of wire hanging from it, and a short semi-elastic tether.
“It’s a cock ring,” said her father. “Look.”
He knelt between her legs, removed her bell and chain, and attached the elastic tether to her clitoris piercing. Then he slid his erect cock into the ring until the ring was nestled against the base of his shaft. The loop of wire then went around the base of his balls – tight enough to be secure, but not tight enough to hurt.
Then he leaned forwards, and slid his cock into Allison’s wet cunt.
Allison moaned as she felt her own father’s penis penetrating her pussy for the second time in her life.
Once her father was in all the way, he reached down and adjust the tether, shortening it. Then he began to fuck her.
Allison understood the purpose of the cruel new device at once. When her father pushed his cock into her, it felt amazing – but when he pulled it out, it stretched the tether, pulling painfully on her clitoris. Every thrust therefore intermingled deep pleasure with excruciating pain – and beyond that, it was training her to associate “penis in” with “pleasure” and “penis out” with “pain”.
She found herself pushing her hips against her father, trying to push his cock deeper inside her, trying to prevent him from pulling it out of her.
His hands found her tits, and squeezed them, deliberately attempting to hurt her, deliberately trying to abuse her oversized tit-meat. He leaned in and kissed her, pushing his tongue into his daughter’s mouth, and she moaned and kissed him back.
She orgasmed no less than three times from the combined pain and pleasure before her father reached his own climax and filled her womb with another load of his sperm.
When he had detached himself from the cock ring, Allison lay there, stunned, recovering from her second rape by her father.
Her mother came and sat beside her with a long-handled parfait spoon. She pushed this into Allison’s cunt, and came out with a spoonful of Allison’s father’s cum. She then prodded the spoon against Allison’s lips.
“For your heath, and the baby’s health,” she said.
Allison opened up, and allowed herself to be spoon-fed her father’s cum. The spoon went back to her pussy, and came back with another load of sperm, and Allison ate that too, and slowly Allison’s mother spoon-fed her as much of the load of semen that had been discharged into her twat as the spoon could find.
Afterwards, Allison watched her parents kiss.
“Oh, it was so wonderful watching you fuck our daughter,” said her mother. “The daughter that we made together. It felt like we were sharing something wonderful.”
“Absolutely,” said her father. “And watching you tongue-rape her was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I think I love you more than I’ve ever loved you before.”
And they kissed – and then began to grope each other – and soon they were fucking, on Allison’s bedroom floor, as Allison watched, and tugged on her new cock-ring clit tether, and called herself a cow, and thought about what a disgusting big-titted incestuous whore she had become.
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