Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.
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To Anne's demise, she realized that her schedule for Tuesdays and Thursdays was different from her Monday/Wednesday/Friday one, meaning she'd get no study hall to fuck in. So she entertained herself the rest of the day, watching all of the girls flash her, and trying to legitimately learn a bit in her afternoon art classes as she was as clueless as could be in that category. As school ended, Anne went to actually meet her mom in the parking lot, practically pushing away potential suitors to get in.
The car rode back to their new apartment was quiet. Patricia was well aware that Anne had been up to no good, but struggled to figure out how to confront her amidst the smalltalk. She asked her about her new school, the teachers, how her math classes were going, but hesitated on asking about who she went home with.
"And I already made new friends!" Anne exclaimed after telling her about her art class.
"Oh? Who?" Patricia asked, concern in her voice.
It was then that Anne detailed the last day or so to her mother. Fucking Bree, her sister, and her mom. Fucking the latina girl. Having a teacher jack her off. Fucking a black girl with another futa. Patricia listened in silence at her daughter's sexual escapades; she knew something like this would happen, but couldn't believe how much action Anne had gotten in just a couple days.
"Sweetie, I knew once I'd exposed you to the real world, something like this would happen," Patricia explained in a serious tone. "Your other mom, well, she didn't care about me or you. I begged for her to have sex with me, she got me pregnant, and I didn't know what to do. I didn't want that to happen to you. But when I found out you were like her, I just... I got bitter and I didn't want you to do it to anybody else," Patricia explained. "But it's wrong for me to think I can just shelter you your whole life from that, I know you would have lost your virginity someday anyways," she continued.
"You can do whatever you want, with whoever you want. Just promise me you won't do something like that," Patricia said as she looked at her daughter.
"Of course, I would never want to abandon someone like that!! I'm so sorry Mom, I never knew that was what happened," Anne said as she embraced her mom, giving her a big hug. Patricia smiled and held her daughter as they sat parked at the apartment.
Patricia's mom ordered delivery (a rare comfort for them!), and Anne asked how her job went in more detail as the two started to feel comfortable again. Her mom was very clear, however, that they wouldn't be living on much for a while - that is, until some debts were paid off. There went Anne's idea of getting a phone so she could talk to Bree's family.
After dinner, Anne finished up some homework and thought about all of her sexual experiences of the last couple days. She liked it with Lydia a lot, but she thought Scarlett and Amber were a hot couple and loved having fun with them. She undressed and rubbed her dick, her mind going crazy. She'd planned on just finishing herself there, but then she remembered she was a futa. Any woman would love to fuck her - in fact, they would even pay for it. Anne realized she could kill two birds with one stone.
She excitedly threw her outfit back together and started to head out, her massive bulge easily outlined in her capris. As she headed out the door, her mom yelled out to stop her. "Honey, where are you going?"
"I-uhh, I'm gonna go see if I can find some girls," Anne replied. Though she didn't mean for it, her outfit did little to constrain her dick, and there was a spot of precum that was easily visible to Patricia on her capris. Patricia noticed it and, for the first time since she was abandoned, felt an extreme sense of lust.
"What are they gonna do for you that I can't, baby?" Patricia responded.
"Uhh, they'll fuck me and maybe pay me for it?" Anne responded awkwardly.
Patricia's pussy flushed at the thought of her daughter going out to pound more women, even though her conscience deplored it. She couldn't believe how big her little girl's dick was too, and she longed to have a better view of it. However, as it turns out, remaining in mostly solitude for several years makes flirting difficult, and neither woman really knew what to say at this point. As a result, Anne waved goodbye and headed out, with Patricia silently sprinting to her bedroom to masturbate soon after.
Anne wasn't really sure how to go about this. She knocked on a few doors, but nobody seemed to be home. She didn't have any money to go anywhere, and didn't want to go too far away from their new home in case she couldn't find her way back. But across the street there were a couple of large houses that she felt could be worth checking out, so she ventured over to explore.
When she rang the doorbell for the first, she stood waiting and heard lots of moaning in the distance. She knew the sounds would be coming from inside; she figured that someone with this much money was probably already paying for a futa. But then a couple of locks unclicked and the door opened. "Ms. Lee's residence," the girl at the door said.
The woman looked like she was in her late 20s. She was short and had long black hair which was covered in dried cum. In addition, she was completely nude except for a shock collar around her neck and a pair clothespins on her nipples. Her eyeliner was running down her cheeks and she had bruises on her neck, thighs, face, and knees. Anne's cock felt like it was about to explode out of her pants as she checked the woman out.
"Oh wow, hi there; I was wondering if... anyone here wanted to pay for me," Anne innocently said.
The girl chuckled mockingly. "Pay? For you? Women come from all around and pay to be Ms. Lee's fuck toys. You think she would pay to fuck you?"
"Maybe she can pay me to fuck some of her toys then," Anne shot back.
"W-wait, what? You're a futa?" The woman responded, her mood shifting.
Anne undid her capris and pulled out her half hard dick, still standing at an impressive 8+ inches. The woman in the doorway couldn't believe her eyes at the sight of it. "That's... we couldn't even afford something like that," the woman responded.
"All I need is enough money for a phone," Anne responded as she stroked her cock a little.
"You can't be serious," the woman replied as she bent down on her knees and took it in her hands. "But if that is your rate, my mistress would love for you to come fuck her sluts with her," she said as she started bobbing her head on Anne's dick.
"Mmh... where is she?" Anne asked as she placed a hand on the back of the woman's head.
"Follow me," she replied hungrily as she got up and led the way. Anne had a nice time watching her cute ass (which was also covered in bruises) as the couple made their way through several hallways to finally arrive in a massive bedroom. Now it was Anne's turn to be impressed.
When they got in, Anne could barely tell what was even going on. There were several women - all with the same long black hair, shock collars, and bruises as her greeter - gathered around a futa in her bed. Two of them laid down and let her suck on their tits while she fingered them. Two more sucked on the futa's tits. At the end of the bed, there were women all over - kissing her legs, her feet, her thighs, and, of course, focusing on her genitals too. At least three women were taking turns sucking her dick, while another couple were switching between licking her pussy, balls, and ass.
"Ms. Lee," the greeter announced. "There is a futa here who is offering herself for $500," the woman continued as the action began to slow down.
The futa reached for a controller of some sort and pressed one of the buttons, sending off what Anne believed to be an extreme shock to all of her lovers - including the greeter. They all quickly ran to one side of the bed and stood firmly in place, perfectly trained and waiting for their next command.
"Please forgive my shitty greeter," the futa said as she spat in the woman's face and approached Anne. "I'm Molly," she said as she extended her hand, covered in girl juice. "I-I'm Anne," the teen responded as she shook the woman's hand.
"So why the low rate? With a cock like that you could do a lot better - and you wouldn't have to come running to another futa to share," Molly responded.
"I'm kinda new to this and I really just want to have a phone so I can talk to my friend," Anne explained.
Molly grabbed her remote control and pressed another button, tazing one of the women in her lineup of around 12 or so. "Go fetch her $2,000," Molly told her. "Yes ma'am," the submissive responded as she hurried out of the room and into the endless hallways.
"Which of my sluts do you like the most?" Molly asked as she checked out Anne's body more.
"I'm not s-sure, they all look the same," Anne answered truthfully.
"Then why not all of them?" Molly asked as her slut came in with 20 100 dollar bills.
