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Okay, besties, I need to spill the tea on my new, very permanent living situation. So, I’m Lily. Or, I was Lily. My husband, Richard—who’s like, 52, btw, I married him right out of high school—caught me catching him with my son’s childhood friend, Chloe. I was 18 when we got hitched, 37 now, but I look it, I swear. I was naked, sunbathing in the backyard, when I confronted him. He just… took my towel. Then he went inside and took everything. Every. Single. Stitch. He burned it all in the firepit while I stood there, totally exposed.

He looked me dead in the eye and said, “You’re too old, Lily. Chronologically. But your body… it’s still useful. Just not to me anymore.” Then he announced my new name to the whole family: The Relic. I’m not a wife, not a mom. I’m just… The Relic.

So, here’s the 411. I’m now the permanent, fully naked milk dispenser and fuck-toy for the household. Richard only fucks Chloe, and they are so in love, it’s actually kinda sweet. But me? My job is to get pregnant to keep producing breast milk—I’m still nursing our toddler—for everyone to drink. And the main guys tasked with the breeding? My own sons, Jake and Mark.

The first time was minutes after my clothes were gone. Jake just walked up, slapped me hard across the face, and said, “On your knees, Relic.” And I did. I sucked his cock, tasting his anger, while Mark watched. Then Mark shoved his dick deep in my throat from behind, choking me until I gagged, while Jake took my pussy, pounding into me so rough I saw stars. They both came inside me, filling my cunt with their cum. When they were done, Jake pulled out, rubbed his dripping cock all over my face to mark me, then slapped me again. “Get lost,” he muttered, and shoved me to the floor.

It’s like that every day. I beg to sleep in one of their beds for warmth, and the price is letting them use me as a cock-warmer all night. I wake up with a dick already inside me, or I’ll wake them up with a deep-throat blowjob. They drink my milk straight from my nipples during sex, biting down hard. It’s all so rough, so abusive… and I hate how much my body is starting to crave it. My mind is just… breaking. All I think about now is the next cock, the next creampie, the next slap. It’s the only thing that drowns out the sound of Richard and Chloe fucking lovingly in the next room.

Chloe’s low-key kind to me, always mouthing ‘sorry’ between her moans. She even got Richard to let me join family movie nights. I sit there naked, of course. The boys fondle my tits for milk, slap my ass, and brag about how many times they came in me that week. I just laugh and make a joke. “What can I say?” I quipped last time. “This Relic’s got a lot of mileage, but the engine still runs.” Everyone laughed. Even Richard. It’s fucked up, but it’s my life now. I’m just The Relic, addicted to the abuse, waiting for the next dick to fill me up.