A wildly unlikely tale of rape and love in the wilderness. Two souls each not quite seeing the point of view of the other, but still made for each other.
When my sister's husband cheated on her, she divorced him and came to live with us. Besides that, she brings her kid to live with us. So to make that child develop in a good way, I need to act as a dad. Due to this, my Mom started to feel different. At first, I thought she was angry or something, but later I knew that she had other plans
Molly wasn't beautiful, not even pretty. From an early age she was a typical tomboy, climbing trees with the neighborhood boys, and winning every single wrestling match. Her mop of unruly blonde hair was often tucked under a worn baseball cap turned backwards, and her face was usually dirty from some adventure or another. Molly had no time for dolls or pretend tea parties. She had games to play, and woods to explore. Then she grew gigantic tits and drew attention from her sadistic dad.
Arthur has taken up a hobby in the basement of his mansion after the demise of his mother. Now the women come and go and he is spending more and more time down in the hidden rooms. His new bride to be is curious about his unusual hobby so he gives her a tour.