Aunt Stories

My origin was a bad start. You can't imagine a more spoiled rotten mean little kid than I was. My story has a villain, but no heroes. I am the villain. No matter how I spin it or excuse myself, I'll never come out remotely heroic. I'm the predator, and the characters portray my victims. You won't learn much about them. Their character development is skimpy and stereotyped. Though they were my half-siblings I never knew them well so I can't tell what I don't know.

The nanny was a committed nudist and she loved to show it all as often as possible. Her nephew was young but willing to bare all if it meant he would be allowed to lose his virginity once and for all.

Incest story featuring a disabled man and his Aunt.

I saw [Night Raid Card*1] disappear directly. Then a pop-up window appeared [Night Raid Card Used Successfully] The doll representing the mother suddenly yawned, and a big pillow appeared in her hand. She lay on it and fell asleep, with big snot bubbles coming out of her nose. If the doll is connected to the mother's mental state, is the mother asleep now? Is the system so awesome that the outside world is forced to switch to night?

Novel type: incest, mother, son, sister, mother-in-law, teacher. Mom finally realized that she made a wrong choice. She was like a beautiful candle stuck in my big candlestick, unable to move or resist. It was like meat on a chopping board, so uncomfortable.

How I discovered the real Aunt who has been my fantasy figure for years.

Zach has always known that eventually he would have to introduce his daughter to his in-law's brand of sexual submission, but that doesn't make it any easier. Note: Many have had a strong reaction to this story. It details some pretty horrific abuse. Know that going in.