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(Okay, so, you’re next, right? I’m just gonna… spill the tea while my sons… Aah!… Sorry, Jake just slapped my tits. God, he’s so rough today. Where was I? Right. My name’s Chloe Finch. Was Chloe Weston. I’m 37 but, like, look at me. I know. Baby face AF. My husband, Robert—he’s 58, by the way, total DILF—he was my everything. We had three kids: Jake, he’s 19 and fucking me raw right now—Oh, fuck, yes, right there!—Lily, she’s 17, and baby Max. Robert and I had sex, like, all the time. That’s why I was still breastfeeding Max.

Then I caught him. With our family friend, Savannah. She’s 18, and she’d always had a thing for Jake, but Robert… he stole her. No cap. I confronted him. He said I was “too old,” a “used-up has-been.” The irony, bestie. He made me strip right there in the kitchen. Tore my clothes off and burned them. Said from now on, everyone would call me “The Relic.” That’s my name now. The Relic. It’s on my police reports and everything. Ms. Chloe Finch, Age 37, The Relic. Iconic, right?

So, I’m standing there, fully naked, and Jake… Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm! Sorry, Liam, my 18-year-old, just shoved his dick down my throat. I had to finish him off. Okay, I’m back. So Jake walks in, sees me naked, calls me “Relic,” and just… pushes me over the counter. No “mom.” Nothing. He was inside me in seconds, slapping my face, choking me, calling me a slut. I tried not to moan, but he’d hit me harder. Aah! See? Like that. Robert watched with Savannah, his hand up her skirt, telling Jake to breed me good so my milk wouldn’t dry up.

That night, Robert kicked me out of our room. Savannah moved in. I had to beg Jake to let me sleep in his bed for warmth. Oh, God, I’m cumming! Don’t stop! Every night, I’d trade rough, abusive sex for his body heat. He’d fall asleep with his cock buried in my pussy, suckling my tits for milk in his sleep. It broke me. And then… it didn’t. I got addicted. The slaps, the choking, the feeling of being completely used… it’s all I think about now.

Now, I’m the household milk cow and free-use fucktoy. Robert divorced me out of “disgust” for fucking other men—the men he ordered to use me. The ultimate clapback. He only fucks Savannah now, but he drinks my milk straight from the tap. Savannah’s actually kind. She got Robert to let me join family game nights. I sit there fully naked—or in the “apron dress” he gifted me, which is basically just two straps—while the men fondle me and brag about how many times they’ve creampied me. I make jokes about it. I told Jake last week, “Hey, motherfucker, your tiny dick that came out of my womb feels pretty big going back in!” He slapped me so hard, then fucked me senseless. After he cums, he always wipes his cock on my face and slaps me again. To remind me I’m not his mom. Just The Relic.

Savannah’s pregnant with Robert’s baby. I’m pregnant too—probably Jake’s or Liam’s. Who knows? It doesn’t matter. My only purpose is to get bred and produce milk for everyone. Lily and her friends twist my nipples to fill their glasses. They’re learning from my treatment, see? Robert’s teaching them to secure a good man young and be his youthful slut, so they never end up like me—a used-up Relic.

Ooh, yes! Fill me up! I can feel it… They’re both cumming inside me. I can feel the warm… Aah!… Sorry, face slap. Payback for talking too much. So, that’s my tea. I’m The Relic. Now… unzips your pants… your turn. Be rough with me. And don’t forget to drink your milk after.