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(Story Title: The Discarded)

Okay, bestie, strap in. I’m Penelope, but don’t fucking call me that anymore. After catching my husband, Marcus – who’s like, 48 to my 37 but looks-wise, I’m still giving 18, no cap – with Lily, the 18-year-old I used to call my “future daughter-in-law”… everything changed.

He didn’t even yell. He just looked at my naked body, still dripping from the shower, milk leaking from feeding our toddler, and was like, “You’re chronologically too old, Penny. The clothes don’t fit the product.” And then he took them. All of them. Burned my entire wardrobe in the backyard while I stood there, fully naked, shivering. Said from now on, everyone would call me “The Discarded.” I low-key died inside.

The instant I was naked, the dynamic shifted. My sons, Ethan and Noah, stopped calling me mom. Their eyes just… darkened. Marcus pointed at me and told them, “She needs to stay pregnant to keep producing milk for the household. Make it happen.” And they did. Right there on the living room floor, minutes after my clothes were ashes.

It started with Ethan. He didn’t say a word. Just slapped me across the face, hard. My head snapped to the side. “On your knees, Discarded,” he growled. I was sobbing, but I obeyed. I took his dick in my mouth, tasting him for the first time, gagging as he shoved it down my throat. He fucked my face, his balls slapping my chin, while Noah watched, stroking himself.

Then they switched. Noah bent me over the couch, his hands squeezing my tits painfully, milk spraying. He didn’t even prep me, just spat on his cock and rammed it into my dry pussy. I screamed. He slapped my ass, leaving a red handprint. “Shut up and take it,” he grunted, pounding into me. The pain was insane, but… fuck me… my body betrayed me. A wave of sick pleasure hit as he bit my nipple, sucking the milk out while he drilled me.

Ethan came back, shoving his cock in my mouth again, spit-roasting me. I couldn’t breathe, just choked on dick and tears. They were both slapping my tits, my face, my ass. “You’re just a fucking cunt now,” Ethan snarled, pulling my hair. “Our personal cunt.”

They came almost together. Ethan down my throat, and I had to swallow every salty drop as Noah emptied his load deep inside my womb, his cum flooding my pussy. They pulled out, and before I could collapse, Ethan rubbed his slick, cummy dick all over my face, marking me. Then smack. Another slap. “Clean yourself up, Discarded,” Noah said, shoving me to the floor. “We’ll need more milk later.”

I lay there, a used, naked mess, cum leaking from both ends. And through the hallway, I could hear Marcus and Lily in their new bedroom. Her sweet, genuine moans of “I love you, Marcus!” mixed with his groans of pleasure. The contrast was… iconic. My heart was shattered, but my pussy was still throbbing, aching, already missing the brutal fullness. Oof. The mindfuck is real, period.