**Title: The Corruption of Innocence**

My mom was the sweetest woman I knew—soft-spoken, always in her modest dresses, the kind of woman who blushed if someone so much as cursed around her. That was before *he* got to her. Before the whole world watched as she was turned into something else entirely.

It started small. A few lingering glances from men in the grocery store, a whispered comment here or there. Mom would just lower her eyes and hurry away, flustered. But then *he* showed up—some rich, powerful asshole who saw her and wanted her. And when men like that want something, they take it.

The first time I realized something was wrong was when I walked in on them in the living room. She was kneeling, her lips wrapped around his cock, tears in her eyes but her mouth *working* him like she was made for it. “That’s it, suck it like a good little whore,” he growled, one hand fisted in her hair. She whimpered around him but didn’t stop—just kept bobbing her head, her cheeks hollowing as she took him deeper.

I should’ve stopped it. But I didn’t. I just watched.

It didn’t take long before he had her bent over the kitchen table, her dress hiked up, his fingers digging into her hips as he fucked her raw. “You like that, don’t you?” he snarled, slamming into her with no mercy. Mom wasn’t innocent anymore—she was *loud*, moaning like a slut, her pussy so wet I could hear it every time he pulled out and shoved back in. “Y-yes, oh God, yes!” she sobbed, her fingers clawing at the table.

And then it wasn’t just him.

Men started showing up everywhere—friends, neighbors, strangers. Mom didn’t resist anymore. She’d just drop to her knees or spread her legs or bend over, letting them use her however they wanted. I watched her take three guys at once, her mouth stuffed with one cock while another fucked her pussy and the last slammed into her ass. She screamed, but she didn’t stop them. She *came* for them, her body shaking as they filled her up.

The worst part? She started *liking* it. Begging for it. “Fuck me harder,” she’d gasp, her tits bouncing as some random guy pounded into her. “I need it, please—I need to be *full*!”

She wasn’t my mom anymore. She was just a cunt for anyone who wanted her. And the whole world knew it.

**THE END**