Day 3 - Daughter. Housewife. Mom.

The first hour was the most difficult one for sure. You were painfully aware of the presence of his dick, lodged as deep inside your cunt as it could go. He didn't even have to move anymore, the defiant spasms of your vagina were enough to keep him erect throughout it all. It was a strange feeling when your instinctive arousal faded after the first half hour or so, all that warm throbbing, the heat... it disappeared. You were left with nothing but that awkward stretch, provided by your husband's adult-sized appendage. You could literally feel the way your pussy was attempting to return to its normal tight shape, but instead, it clung onto his dick like a velvet glove and allowed itself to be reshaped.

Your aunt gave your hand another squeeze upon noticing your struggles. "No worries, honey! This is absolutely the best way to show your faith in the marriage." You answer her with a quizzical look. "Isn't it obvious? When he's done, you will no longer be able to enjoy sex with another man. You just wouldn't be compatible down there. So it's the ultimate proof of... you know, faithfulness. He can still enjoy other women if he wants to, but your vagina? It will only be of use when he is the one using it for you."

"T-that's uh... quite the commitment," you reply awkwardly. What else are you supposed to say? It's not like you can just fight them off, that isn't what a wife should do. He is your husband, so... but it still doesn't feel right. At the same time, you can gradually feel your vaginal contractions come less frequent. For the lack of a better description, your pussy was... losing the battle. As your inner muscles get tired, their resistance fades which allows his veiny monstrosity of a cock to further change your insides.

After at least another hour of quietly watching that stupid documentary -- which ironically now featured the breeding habits of various animals -- your aunt gave you a reassuring pat on the back and got off the bed. "You know what? You've done so well that I've got another present for you. I know how much of a secret romantic side you've got!" She disappears for a moment before returning with... a pair of white stockings? She's quick to clarify the situation. "I wore... I mean, YOU wore these on your wedding day! During that special night when you conceived your first child. They're your lucky charms!" It's... weird just how much she knows about you. Before you have a chance to question her, she instructs your husband to roll you onto your back without slipping out of your vagina. It pained for a moment, but you quickly found yourself getting penetrated in the good ole' missionary style. With your cute feet dangling high up in the air, it was an easy task for your aunt to slide the stockings up each leg and pull them in place.

Naturally neither one of the adults knew that you had been using a diaphragm for so long, something that even you now had forgotten. They had no idea that right now, it was a fact that you were not yet pregnant or even at the risk of being preggers. Though that didn't matter much anymore, you were rapidly approaching the dreaded three hour limit. Already now you could feel that the intercourse felt COMPLETELY different than before. There was no stretching, or discomfort. It was just like sliding a key into the appropriate lock. Your genitals simply fit. That's not to say that you had gotten loose, quite the opposite in fact. He was perfectly filling every inch and corner of your womanhood now, allowing not even a tiny bit of open space.

After such a long time, his ball sack was taut and full, ready to blow its ENTIRE load into your cunt. And there's little you could realistically do to stop it. Your sense of dread grew when he began to slowly move back and forth. It had been three hours. He must be extremely sensitive by now... it then occurs to you that he wasn't simply having sex with you. He was fully intent on breeding your ripe teenage belly and squirting a baby right up into your womb. Shit!

Because of the height difference, all you could see upon looking up was his hairy chest while he enjoyed the blissful grip of your vag. What followed however was still an even bigger surprise -- your aunt, upon stripping naked, proceeded to sit down on your face and grind her musky pussy across your face. Nnh! What had gotten into her! Why now?! You try to inhale, to speak up and complain, but you could barely even breathe because of how direly she rubbed her womanhood all across your mouth, nose, everything and anything that would serve to pleasure her! You barely even manage to open your eyes enough to see them both on top of you now -- kissing! Like lovers!

It seemed to be the final straw for your husband too! His massive erection suddenly convulsed and throbbed after which he pushed his ENTIRE length into your sheath. Only a second passed until a strong splatter of semen suddenly splashed against your cervix! A second... soon a fifth... you can barely even keep up counting, but nearly ten bursts of sperm had been rapidly injected deep into your loins! Once again you grow awkwardly aware of how unprotected you are... he moves his sensitive shaft back and forth with minimal motions before you can AGAIN feel it beginning to pulse!? The two of them continued kissing affectionately right on top of you, one enjoying the grip of your pussy while the other abused your face, the sweet taste of cunt juices assaulting your tongue... and the unpleasant sensation of squirting returned. It had been just a few seconds since his first climax, but he already had another orgasm! His vile appendage thrashed and flexed against the snug comforts of your pussy! With each rapid throb, more and more semen was being delivered right into your receptive body. With a rhythmical swallowing motion, your cervix helplessly took it all in, every single drop of the dangerously virile goo...

Without warning, your aunt suddenly squirted! A loud, quick moan was all you could hear before she covered your face with her wetness -- a final act that made you raise your hands right up and gesture for her to get off! Now! "G-gross!" You attempt wiping the stuff away, but it was mostly just liquid, but nonetheless annoying! Your husband took the hint as well and withdrew from your sloppy cunt now that he had finished his task. A defeated plop followed when he pulled out, and you were treated with the pungent scent of unprotected intercourse -- freshly emerging from your used-up pussy.

It took you another moment to realize that within less than a minute, you had transitioned from being pure and untouched, into a being a girl with BILLIONS of healthy sperm now swarming deep into her uterus with a single goal...

Worse yet, even though he pulled out, it still felt like he was inside you? Those precious lady bits of yours weren't even trying to return to their regular shape anymore... it hadn't been a joke. "You did great!!" your aunt disrupts your thoughts with a quick kiss onto your cheek, completely ignoring the fact that she just used your face to get herself off. "Yep, sure did. Took those loads like a champ," your husband quickly added, which felt... comforting as much as it sounded condescending.

"I guess... I guess that's what a married wife has to do." Somewhat resigned to your fate, you allow yourself a moment of silence to catch your breath. At least you got a husband out of this ordeal. There's millions of girls who would love to have a husband! And you have one! Right? The silence draws out a bit longer than you expected, so you quickly glance back and forth between them. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing really!" Your aunt retrieved her panties before looking back at you. "Well, just tiny things. I mean, you've had two children... and they would be shocked to know the truth... you know? A witch? It would be too hard to believe... They would probably be even more shocked if they knew that their father is having unprotected intercourse with a girl who is just as old as they are. Even if it's just a new body with an old mind." Well yeah, you've already figured as much, but still there's gotta be a way to deal with that. "Fortunately we thought of a way to deal with that already before joining you up here!" There's the good news! For a second you were almost tempted to believe you'd end up pregnant AND without a husban--

"We will adopt you!" Huh? Your aunt's words didn't make much sense, did they? "That's right, honey. It would be awful for the children to lose a mother, just as much as it would be awkward to have a mother of YOUR young age... so for a better appearance, I'll be the mom! Of course, you are still expected to have as much sex with your husband as he desires. Access around the clock is part of a healthy marriage, just... you know, without making it super obvious. Maybe after a few days we can tell them about the sex too. Considering how young you are, I'm sure they'd be quick to believe that you simply enjoying getting laid! Right?" As she explains that while you're still spread-eagled and with a trickle of warm sperm leaking out of you, she reaches over for your hand. You expect her to give it another squeeze, but instead she simply plucks the diamond ring off your finger and puts it on herself! "We'll explain it to the children in a way they will understand. The only thing that you have to worry about," she continues while caressing your cheek, "is to carry that baby to term. It's gonna be tough enough for you as it is. Those teenage pregnancy hormones are a REAL pain in the butt."

Which once again draws your attention to your freshly creamed womanhood... however, caring as always, your aunt simply wriggles a cushion underneath your perky rear to elevate your crotch and let all that warm, slippery cum ooze deeper in. Probably too late now, anyway... as a final act of mercy, she pulls the blanket over your nude body to give you some well-earned rest. Sleep comes easy enough, after all, it wasn't guaranteed that he got you preggers. It was the last reassuring thought before you fall asleep...

The following day, you're off to a completely fresh start following a warm shower. It's sometime in the early morning when you're introduced to your "new siblings", as the freshly adopted Olivia! Their faces of course looked familiar -- Gwen and Jimmy -- but you couldn't remember ever being their mother. Those memories just never came back, just glimpses of living together. Less than a week after your first introduction, you received nightly invitations to the master bedroom. While your siblings played computer games and watched TV, you were audibly getting fucked on the old, creaking bed until you received another shot of cum right into your core. It repeated daily from there on out -- any doubts or concerns were quickly erased by referring to the situation as a... mutual friends with benefits deal. You were officially the daughter, and soon the girlfriend. On the contrary to the initial fears, your siblings didn't care that their father had a daily routine of fucking and potentially impregnating a high-school girl...

A few more weeks passed before your situation took another bad turn. You missed your period.

Motherhood greeted you wish a rush of nausea, sending right to the bathroom where you empty your stomach and feel awful rather than delighted at the news that from now on, you will be eating for two. Then again, there was still the chance that you simply caught the flu and that your period is merely late, rather than skipped entirely. A few more weeks pass before you wake up one day and face the truth -- you're knocked up, without a doubt. So for the following few months, you take on the role of the housewife. While your 'husband' and 'aunt' are working and your new siblings are at school, you are reduced to washing dishes, cleaning, and preparing food. After all, without any proper ID, you couldn't study or even get a part-time job. Every day consisted of the same boring routine, taking care of the house for the first half of the day, then taking care of the cooking, and in the evening you got to lay down on the bed while allowing your siblings to listen to the sounds of your teenage cunt getting a rough pounding that'd leave you sore for the following day. The bathroom offered equally awkward moments, where at times you had to share the room with Gwen -- she was busy brushing her teeth, while you sat on the toilet and squeezed chunks of her father's sperm out of your freshly fucked womanhood. As far as she knew, you were simply a massive slut with dad issues and a fascination with huge cocks. The fact that you were even younger than her made it all the more unpleasant... it also didn't help that your aunt had started the rumour that it was your idea to have sex completely without protection. After all, why else would you allow him to squirt his healthy sperm into your loins each and every night? Clearly you had been actively trying to get your stubborn teenage cunt pregnant with his offspring! Gwen enjoyed teasing you, by calling you daddy's lil' breeder.

When you weren't busy, you allowed yourself a few moments of rest while trying to ignore the constant thrashing and kicking of the baby growing inside you. Your future son was just as energetic as his daddy, and apparently both of them very much enjoyed making the insides of your belly ache...

Life became at least slightly more normal around a year later, after giving birth -- which was a nightmare in its own right. Your aunt insisted that you breastfeed the baby at all times, which caused your breasts to grow by at least another cup-size or two. Months later, all those troubles also came to a slow stop. For the first time in what felt like years, your hormones were finally, actually returning to normal levels again! Out of puberty, no longer pregnant, no more maternity hormones. You could think clearly again! The last but most reassuring comfort was when you finally had your period again, which made you feel like a normal girl living a normal life for the first time since all of this started.

Two weeks later, your aunt approached you with a gift to celebrate your first period...

...an hour later, John's mother returns to her laptop to update the new gallery once again...
"Mom's Family album, entry 9!"

I've been so incredibly busy that I totally forgot this thing! There have been so, so, soooo many good news by now that I can't even begin to summarize it all! In fact, summarizing it would bring shame to it! A good story should never be summarized. So let's instead look to the future! Our little Olivia was all happy about having her first period -- strange! Most boys and even girls would probably be disgusted by it. But why? It's a sign of youth and fertility! So to celebrate this special event, I bought her a particularly fitting gift and arranged for a night she can spend in private with 'her husband'...

A nice, white pair of stockings! It's how it all began after all! And now she's ready to conceive her second child, YAY! Hubbie has been saving his cum for over a week!! And Olivia's cunt is going to drink up every last drop of all that sperm -- whether she wants to or not. Daddy is going to squirt a new baby into her!! It is totally adorable how horrified she looks. She really doesnt wanna get pregnant again! Too bad her vagina is family-property !! 8==D~~ !! Happy conception day!!