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Okay, bestie. So, let me spill the tea about how I became "The Discard." No cap, it’s a whole-ass saga.

So, there I was, Amelia Finch, 37 but looking 18, just finished breastfeeding my toddler when I caught my husband, Richard—who’s a solid 30 years older than me, btw—balls-deep in our son’s childhood friend, Chloe. She’s 17. I was shook. I confronted him, and he was all calm, like, “You’re chronologically ancient, Amelia. Too old for me.” The audacity! Then he waited until I got out of the shower, took every single stitch I owned—my whole boujee wardrobe—and burned it. Told me my new name was The Discard. I was standing there, fully naked, dripping wet, and he just… walked away with New Girl, Chloe, on his arm.

That same day, my own sons, James and Lucas, stopped calling me mom. James, the one who was low-key in love with Chloe, looked at my naked body with pure disgust… and then pure lust. He slapped me across the face, hard. “On your knees, Discard,” he growled. I tried to protest, but he just choked me as he shoved his dick down my throat. Lucas watched, then took me from behind, his cock ramming into my pussy raw. They were both hitting me, spanking my ass, twisting my nipples until I cried… and then moaned. They came inside me, one in my mouth, one in my cunt, then rubbed their messy dicks all over my face before slapping me again. “That’s so you remember your place,” James spat.

Richard filed for divorce out of “disgust” for me fucking other men… the men he ordered to fuck me. The irony is not lost on me. Now I’m Ms. Amelia Finch, The Discard. I sleep in James’s bed, begging for his body warmth in exchange for letting him use my holes all night. He falls asleep with his cock buried in my pussy, suckling my tits for milk in his sleep.

The only kindness is from Chloe. She mouths ‘sorry’ between her loud moans while Richard fucks her right in front of me. She convinced Richard to at least let me join family game nights. So here I am, fully naked, my ass red from where Lucas just slapped it after saying, “Make me a sandwich, Discard.” My tits are sore from everyone drinking my milk straight from the tap. James is bragging about how many times he creampied me this week, and I just laugh and say, “Gotta keep the household milk supply up, right?” Embracing the meme.

It’s my new normal. Richard and Chloe are getting married, and I’ll be there, naked, getting spit-roasted by strangers at their reception. Chloe’s pregnant with Richard’s baby. I’m pregnant too—no idea which son knocked me up this time—just a means to an end to keep the milk flowing. My mind is… broken. But my body? My body is high-key addicted. All I think about is cock, cum, and the next slap across my face that makes me forget I was ever anything but The Discard.

Oh, fuck, James is back. He’s pulling my hair, forcing his dick back into my mouth. Mmmph… See? Gotta go. The next load isn’t gonna drink itself. Period.