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Jenny and Stephanie sat on the couch in the living room of the home Jenny had recently inherited from her grandparents. Upstairs, Stephanie's five children slept soundly while the women sat chatting over entirely too much alcohol.
The duo had known one another since childhood. Stephanie, the irresponsible, white, blonde social butterfly. Jenny the quieter, put together, black-chinese brunette.
“Thanks again for putting us up, Jen. I promise it'll only be until I'm back on my feet.”
She'd been making that promise since college and Jenny had been unhappily enabling her best friend's bad behavior the whole time. Constantly making mistakes and cratering her life only to rely on Jenny to be there to help her pick up the pieces and put a roof over her head.
“Of course, Steph, what are friends for?”
There wasn't an ounce of bitterness in her voice. After a lifetime of pushing down her own feelings to placate her friend, Jenny had gotten pretty good at masking them. She had to be the stable one. Had to be able to hold down a job and rent an apartment so Stephanie could surf her couch. Had to buy a house just so Stephanie could have her own room. And now that she'd upgraded, Steph insisted on following her instead of just staying where she was and keeping the house to herself. Worse, she demanded the master bedroom, since she'd need space for both of her youngest.
“That's right,” Stephanie answered, reaching over with one arm and pulling Jenny into a side along hug while simultaneously emptying her glass. “My little Jenny'sh halways gonna be around to look after her favorite person.” She turned her head, placing a kiss on the side of Jenny's face. “And you're gonna keep be a super aunt for my kidsh.”
As Stephanie stood and stretched, revealing the tramp stamp she'd gotten while drunk years ago, Jenny got up to help escort her to bed, not wanting her to take a tumble down the stairs... again.
Before long Jenny was left standing in what should have been her room watching this life long burden laying nearly naked in what should have been her bed, sleeping off the drugs she'd slipped into her wine.
Steph was lucky she was so fucking hot or else she'd have been dumped as the freeloading asshole she was.
Jenny pulled off her shirt, she wasn't just short, but rather scrawny as well. Her breasts were about a comfortable handful for a pair of smaller hands and even that seemed a little large on her tiny frame. Next went the sweat pants she wore around the house and, finally, she got to air her dirty little secret. If her tiny tits looked a little big for her, then the fat, veiny, pre-spurting fuck spire jutting from her crotch looked downright monstrous.
“Down, girl. That bitch is getting it tonight, don't you worry.”
Jenny walked over to her sleeping “best friend,” throwing the covers from her body to admire her prize. Once upon a time, Steph had looked like a model. Tall, thin, perfect. The pregnancies had taken their toll on that second one, but to Jenny's eyes, the stretch marks and weight gain only added to her beauty. She'd put on pounds in all the right places, accentuating her natural curves, and those fat, milky cock pillows on her chest capped with big, dark areolae and thick nipples were only a plus.
Jenny wrapped her fist around her shaft, using the leaking pre as lubricant. Steph had always been a parasitic bitch who latched onto Jenny young and never let go. But Jen eventually found ways to extract her payback.
“Here she is. Did ya miss her,” she grunted out, still working on getting her first nut of the night out of the way. She wanted to put the good stuff where it would do the most damage. “The cock that ruined all your fuckin' fun.”
No more partying. No more disappearing for days on end.
“Here comes your favorite.”
Jenny erupted, blasting ropes of her hot jizz all over Steph's face and hair. She didn't react, she was so out of it. Her breathing creating bubbles in the spend that now glazed her face.
It was a wonder Stephanie never put two and two together. While it was true she'd never seen Jenny packing, after she pushed out their first born, who clearly shared quite a few of her “aunt's” features, she should have been suspicious. After the fifth she should have known for sure. But brains had never been Stephanie's strong suit.
---
The first time Jenny had raped Stephanie in her sleep had been after the girl had come home late, blasted out of her mind looking like she'd hastily thrown her clothes back on in a drunken stupor and barely had the wherewithal to call a cab back home to the apartment. Jenny tried to confront her about coming in at all hours when, unlike Steph, she had work in the morning. Stephanie blew her off. Worse, she insulted her.
“If your bony ass could get yourself laid you wouldn't be bitchin' at me for having a little fun.”
She then went to her room and failed to shut the door the whole way.
That was it. The last straw. Jenny had been carrying Stephanie damn near their whole lives and that was how she thanked her? No. Fuck that. Fuck her.
No. Fuck her.
Something inside of Jenny snapped and stayed snapped.
She waited long enough for the shock and anger to subside. Long enough to be sure that this feeling wasn't just an impulse. Long enough, most importantly, to be sure that Steph had fallen asleep.
She stripped down, tossing her night clothes aside, marching into Steph's room and shutting the door behind her.
The sounds that came from inside could only be described as bestial. Jenny was an animal as she beat the fuck out of Stephanie's box. To her behemoth rape weapon the bitch felt virgin tight. She'd only intended to drop a single load and be done with it, but she ended up emptying her balls inside of the little whore.
She called out of work the next day.
---
Jenny grabbed Steph by the legs, pulling and dragging her down the bed so her legs hung over the edge. Her fingers grabbed at and played with the pudge of Stephanie's belly's.
“I remember when this was all flat and taut. Back when I could see those abs you were so proud of. Then I put our little girl in you and watched this tummy get bigger and bigger. And once you'd had our baby you were so ready to get back in shape. Asking me to babysit so you could hit the gym. Or not even asking at all! I got so pissed I just put another one in you. Well, two. Our pretty little twins.”
---
By now Jenny had been regularly fucking her roommate in her sleep. She'd thought the bitch was on birth control with as much partying as she did, but apparently not. That or she was just that fucking good. Of course, Stephanie never knew who the father of her baby was, but never seemed to care all that much about trying.
When she'd gotten knocked up, Jenny couldn't rely on her coming home drunk anymore. She'd invested in some pregnancy safe sleep aids and, after a few tests, those seemed to do the trick just fine.
Steph seemed to get her shit together for a while after the baby was born and Jenny started feeling guilty. She stopped drugging and fucking her and started helping with the baby who she was 100% sure was her own. Including taking care of daycare costs when both of them were working.
But then Steph started her old patterns again. Not with the drinking and partying, but now with her whole fitness kick. Between work, the gym, and her fitness friends, Steph would sometimes disappear without a word, foisting the responsibility of care on a woman who, as far as Steph was aware, had no obligation to care for them.
It was after returning from a weekend rock climbing trip that she'd only remembered to tell Jen about ten minuted before she left for it, that it happened.
“I can't help it that you don't have any hobbies. I'd be happy to take care of Sierra for a weekend if you did.”
Jenny saw red.
That night, after slipping something into Steph's water bottle, Jenny gave her the fucking of her life.
---
Jenny folded Stephanie's legs back, pulling aside the fabric of her panties to expose her two well worn holes. Cock in hand, prodded at the tighter of the two, threatening to pierce Steph's pucker. That sent the woman squirming unconsciously. The response almost Pavlovian. Sure, her ass was tighter than her cunt, but only because she'd pushed five babies through the latter.
“God, you've always been such a butt slut.
---
Jenny pushed her hips up, stabbing into the loosened ring of Steph's destroyed anus. Fuck, the baby must have grown in the last week cause she was tighter on the inside than she had been in a long time.
Jenny laid out on Steph's bed, the unconscious woman propped up, straddling her lap. Huffing and puffing and panting while Jenny filled her bowels, playing with her clit at the same time.
“Gonna make you love it up the ass and you're not even gonna know why,” she chuckled.
During Steph's second and third pregnancies, Jenny had gotten into the habit of sticking it in her butt. At some point their “relationship” had become less and less about Jen getting her rocks off and more and more about the damage she could do to Stephanie's body in the process. This parasite had been leeching off of her forever, nothing got Jenny harder than the prospect of repaying the favor.
“I'm gonna make an anal whore out of you. Gonna have you juicin' up any time something so much as graze you unexpectedly near this cock slot. Gonna stretch this hole out so it's no good to anyone but you and me. You fucking tape worm. Take this!”
---
Jenny aimed her cock higher, tired of their little foreplay. She pushed forward, the lack of resistance a physical sign of the havoc she'd wrought on this body, causing her to spurt ribbons of cock grease as she drove deeper. She could feel Steph around her, but not like she'd used to. She was a cavern good for no one but her. God, just the thought nearly had her cumming.
It hadn't just been natural processes. Fucking and child birth. The things she'd stuck up inside this woman over the years? The intensity with which she'd battered these holes? She worked for this. And she loved it.
“Mmmm, finally...”
Jenny's eyes shot wide, she tried to pull back, but she felt something wrap around her. Stephanie's legs closing and holding her in tight.
She looked up to see the woman's eyes glistening in the dark. She looked a little sloshed, but far from drugged.
“Took your time,” she said. Her tongue poked out, licking at some of the spunk dumped on her face.
“Steph! I can explain!”
“Explain what? Why your cock's up inside my used-up box, hmmm? Getting ready to put another one of your babies in me? Or two? Was five not enough for you, you pervert?”
She squeezed her legs tighter, pulling Jenny in deeper. For all her character flaws, Stephanie was definitely the stronger one between them. Try as she might, Jenny couldn't get away.
“Look what you did to me,” she continued, grabbing her breasts and smooshing them around while she writhed on the end of Jenny's cock. “Look what I let you do to me.”
“Let?”
“Well, I couldn't risk losing a good thing, now, could I? It took you forever to work up the courage to just fuck me and even then, I had to go and engineer a whole ass scenario to rile you up enough to just do it. Who knew you got horny when you got angry.” She smiled a Cheshire cat's grin. “Oh wait, I did. What I didn't know was how good you were. You really knew how to show a girl a nice time for her first, though I doubt you even noticed.”
“First! B-but you were...”
“What? A party girl can't know how to keep her legs closed? I've had my eyes on you a long long time, Jenny. Pretty mixed girl with a fat cock and a sense of responsibility. Always willing to take care of me no matter what? Who else's babies would I want? I just had to get you to give'em to me, and then you weren't going anywhere. Only downside was that after the first, I was hoping you'd step up and make an honest woman outta me once I started carrying my weight, but instead you stopped fucking me entirely! So I gave you another excuse.”
Jenny's shock and fear were beginning to peel away as Stephanie began to reveal her long-term manipulation scheme. Beneath it that temper had begun to bubble up. She'd been played! She'd been baby trapped. This fucking...
Jenny jammed forward, battering the back of Steph's cunt with a hammer blow.
“Fuck, shit! There she is. What's the matter? The dumb blonde getting the better of you got your goat? What're you gonna do about it?”
Jenny could hear her heart pounding in her ears at this point. This bitch. This slut. This whore had sold her bodily autonomy for comfort and hadn't even told the person she was selling it to! She didn't even have to look to find Steph's little button, pinching it between two fingers and giving it a squeeze.
“Aaaaiiieeeyeah.... That... hahh... that's it. You never got to do what you wanted with that. Did you?” She spoke through gritted teeth, sweat beginning to coat her body. Jenny continuing to fuck her.
“Too obvious,” Jenny grunted.
“That doesn't matter anymore, now does it? I didn't expect that there was a little sadist hiding in there when I started this. I admit, at first I was scared, sad. But over time I started to like it. I started to want you to do more, and worse. But you never would, not as long as you thought you were getting away with it.”
“You were drugged!”
“A couple of times. Most of the time I was wide awake. Wide awake while you jammed toys as big as my arm up my cunt and beads as fat as bocce balls up my ass. And worse. I loved every minute of it, promise.”
“What do you want?”
“Obvious, isn't it? I want you. I've always wanted you. Your stability, your money, your house, your cock. And you.”
Jenny was furious. She'd been outplayed so badly by someone she thought so little of. But there was something else bubbling up to meet that rage. Not overtake it. Never overtake it. But to match it. Her thrusts became harsher and more severe, meant to make Steph feel it more than to get herself off. But any pain Stephanie felt didn't show on her face, merely the pleasure it brought her.
She hated to admit it, and maybe it was just the load she was chambering talking, but this was perfect, wasn't it? She was already raising and paying for their children. Nothing would really change. Except that she wouldn't have to be paranoid about her actions anymore and she'd have her master bedroom back.
Jenny drove forward, ramming her cockhead dead center with Steph's cervix. She felt the first wad of spunk traveling down her shaft in what seemed like slow motion. Her eyes locked with Stephanie's for the very first time as she inseminated her with their sixth child.
“I love you, you parasitic bitch.”
“And I love you, you degenerate rapist.”