BackStory

Thanks to a series of wishes, Kris Jenner and all of her daughters had gone broke by investing all of their money in a skin care system that involved pills and cream. As it turned out, the pills caused explosive diarrhea and horrible halitosis, and the cream caused skin to turn a sickly greenish-yellow. Kris and her daughters never used the system and were sued into bankruptcy. Kim got work promoting hemorrhoid cream and bladder control products, Khloe got a job as a cocktail waitress, Kourtney became a stay-at-home mom, Kylie hawked costume jewelry and hair extensions on a home shopping network, and Kris worked for a telemarketing company.

Kendall got a job as our maid, but agreed to have us lend her out to other celebrities and even frats for parties. Kendall was really degraded by this, but it turned her on too. Her outfit was very skimpy, and her feather duster had an anal plug on the handle, so she could keep it up her ass when she was not using it. She was often gagged when she worked and had her thighs strapped together so she had to shuffle in funny little steps, and her four-inch spiked heels made her steps even more awkward.

Kendall arrived, and Hailey and I put her to work cleaning Peyton's apartment.

Before bed, I decided to enjoy our host, so I convinced Peyton it was her duty to let me fuck her while she ate out Hailey.

Thanks to my wishes, Kendall always grew horny when she cleaned, and listening to the sounds of sex coming from the spare bedroom make her even hornier.