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My Story Time:

Okay, so, spill the tea, bestie. I’m Chloe, formerly Mrs. Chloe Hawthorne. Now everyone just calls me… Used-Up. Oof, right? I’m 37 but look 18, no cap. My husband, Marcus, is 58. We had a whole life, three kids—Liam, Noah, and my daughter, Isabella. Then he met Lila, 18, my son Liam’s childhood crush. Iconic betrayal, sheesh.

So, Marcus caught me confronting him about Lila in our bedroom. He just… snapped. Not in anger, but cold AF. He was like, “You’re too old, Chloe. This body doesn’t belong to you anymore.” And he made me strip. Every. Single. Stitch. My clothes? Donated. My name? Erased. From that second, I was just Used-Up, always naked.

The mind-break happened fast. Liam and Noah… they were on me before the bedroom door even closed. Their cocks, the ones I gave birth to, forcing into my pussy and throat. It was rough, abusive, I tried to hold in moans but—Aah! Fuck!

Sorry, Noah’s fucking me right now as I’m trying to tell you this. His dick is so deep in my cunt. He just slapped my face. Again. Says it’s so he doesn’t have to see his mother. They all cum inside me, breed me, so I keep producing milk. Everyone drinks it. Mmm… yeah, just like that, Noah… fuck…

See? Addicted. Now I crave it. I pull pranks. Last week, I walked into Liam’s study while he was on a Zoom call for school, got under his desk, and started sucking his cock. He had to stay composed! After, he dragged me out, slapped me, fucked me raw on the floor, and came all over my face. I laughed and called him a motherfucker. He slapped me again. It’s our thing.

Marcus divorced me out of “disgust” for fucking his sons… that he ordered me to do. The irony is a whole mood. He only fucks Lila now. They’re in love. I see it. Sometimes they do it right in front of me while Liam uses me. Lila mouths ‘sorry’ between her moans. She’s low-key kind. She got Marcus to let me join family game nights again.

So here I am, at a non-sexual gathering, fully naked, pregnant with Noah’s baby, my belly round. Lila’s pregnant too, with Marcus’s. We have a weird camaraderie. Ooh! Aah!

Sorry, my daughter Isabella just twisted my nipple hard, squeezing milk into her glass. “Make yourself useful, Used-Up,” she said. She’s learning from my treatment, Marcus says, so she marries young and stays a “youthful slut.” Big yikes.

Marcus’s friend, Mr. Davies, just slapped my ass and whispered, “My turn after this. Be ready.” I smiled. Liam is bragging about how many times he came in me this week. I chimed in, “Your aim’s getting better, motherfucker!” He backhanded me across the face. Aah! I tasted blood. Worth it.

This is my life now. I’m Used-Up. The household milk cow and free-use cunt. And you know what? After my mind broke… I wouldn’t have it any other way. Now if you’ll excuse me, Mr. Davies is leading me to the pantry. I think he’s finna spit-roast me with Noah. Don’t be a stranger.