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Okay… fuck… Aah! Sorry, just… give me a second. Oof. My son, Liam, is currently… yeah, you get it. He’s fucking me from behind while I try to… Mmm, god, his cock is so deep… spill the tea to you, Mr. Alden. You’re next, right? I’m ‘Bloom’. That’s what they call me now. Not Mrs. Evelyn Thorne. Not mom. Just Bloom. Like a flower past its season, I guess. Ironic, since I still look eighteen, no cap.

So, my husband, Arthur—he’s 52, I’m 37—caught me crying over his texts with Chloe. She’s 18. My son Noah’s childhood crush. I used to call her my future daughter-in-law, bestie! Big yikes. Arthur just… looked at my naked body—I was breastfeeding our toddler, Lily—and said, “You’re too old, Evelyn.” Then he made me strip. Ripped my clothes right off. Burned them in the garden. Said since I was ‘used up,’ I’d be more useful as the household milk supply. Aah! Fuck, Liam, not so hard! …Sorry. He slapped my ass. Anyway.

He moved Chloe into our bedroom that night. I had to beg Noah to let me sleep in his bed. In exchange for… this. For his body heat and his dick inside me. He’d fuck me unconscious, wake up, and fuck me again. My mind… broke. I got addicted. The slaps, the choking, the way they’d drink my milk straight from my nipples while pounding my pussy… Ooh! Yes! Right there! I’m gonna… Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm! Shit, sorry. Liam just came. He’s filling me up. Breeding me, just like his dad wants. Gotta keep the milk flowing.

Now, I embrace it. I even pull pranks. Last week, I gave Noah a blowjob under the table at a parent-teacher conference. He had to keep a straight face while I swallowed his whole cock. He slapped me so hard afterwards, then fucked me in the janitor’s closet. Called me Bloom the whole time. I just laughed and called him a motherfucker. Aah! See? He hates that. That’s why Liam just slapped my face. Reminds me I’m not their mom. Just a fucktoy.

Arthur divorced me out of disgust for ‘whoring myself out’… to the men he told me to fuck. The audacity, period. But Chloe’s sweet. She got him to let me join family game nights. I sit there naked, my tits being groped, my ass slapped, while they all drink my breast milk from wine glasses and joke about how many times the boys have creampied me. I just smile and make a joke about my title: “At least ‘Bloom’ sounds better than ‘Cum Dumpster,’ right?” Sheesh.

Now Chloe’s pregnant with Arthur’s baby, and I’m pregnant with… probably Noah’s. Or Liam’s. Who knows? Our bellies show together. It’s our new normal. I’m just here, always wet, always filled, always ready for the next cock. Like yours, Mr. Alden. So… you wanna hear how I got these bite marks on my nipples, or are you just gonna fuck me already? Ooh, yes. Like that. Just don’t be gentle. I need it rough. I’m addicted.