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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Adult · #2038474

A teenage girl inherits her father's unfortunate condition.

This choice: Pick up next year; Jill still stuck as a maid  •  Go Back...
Chapter #7

Sentenced to Life

    by: Anakin Solo Author IconMail Icon
You tried to scream! NO, STOP IT'S ME, JILL! I'M JILL, MOM, DAD HELP! Of course you didn't scream. No your pretty little mouth kept its "O" shape and continued sucking and sucking and sucking while your abdomen was pulverized from the inside out. So much abuse over the last few days...you just couldn't fight anymore. You just couldn't. Your mom, your loving mom violently slammed her huge strap-on into your butt hole over and over again. She slapped your but and called you names like, "SLUT," and "WHORE."

I'm coming Mary said. She rammed her fake into you one more time and fell over pushing into you. You in turn lost balance and fell forward knocking your father over and landing on top of him...your balloon sized boobs holding you up and then, your mother was full of something salty and slick and....OH, OH....

"That...that was great, Mary." Your head said. He crawled out from under you, part of him smooshed but quickly re-inflating. Your mom was slower to recover. She laid there on top of you rocking and shivering. Slowly recovering, Mary undid the straps that held the dildo against her crotch and in a few staggering steps stood up and came around to fall onto the bed next to you. "Where did you think of that?" Jack asked.

Mary shrugged. She was sweating as was Jack and her heart was pounding. "I don't know. I thought about it earlier today. I was just so angry with Patty and...well what is it they say? No sex like angry sex. With that they both laughed and kissed ignoring you still partially laying over the bed with semen dripping out of your "O" shaped mouth.

After they caught their breath Jack asked if Mary was feeling better. She looked at him quizzically. "Yes, why do you ask honey?"

Jack winked. He turned to you. "Maid, clime up her and lay down on your back. Obediently you did as you were told. Every part of you was in agony and you still had the monster phallus inside of you but you did as you were told. Laying down you felt the thing inside of you go even deeper as your body rested on it. "Oh, look," Jack observed, "There is another orifice. I'll need to ask who put that into the program...tomorrow."

With that your dad climbed between your legs. "Mary, Love, clime over and sit and its face." With a laugh your mom got up and crawled over you, at one point her knee pressed into your throat but she then crouched over your face and you felt something go inside of your sex...Oh, not this, please not this. Mary fell on top of your face and from deep within her you heard to command, "Like me, Millie, like me good." There was already pumping from the other side, you could feel it over and over again.

You stayed like that until both your parents had had their fill. "I'm going to cum," Jack had warned.

After a long rest Mary and Jack went into the bathroom to clean off. "Millie," Mary said before shutting the door. "Change the bed sheets please and put the dirty ones in the laundry." Obediently the nanites made you do exactly that. Mary had forgotten to change you back or adjust anything so you were made to stand and walk on your toes and move with a foreign object impaling you so wide that your butt cheeks were being held apart. You had trouble carrying the sheets because of your breasts but the nanites compensated by tucking the sheets under your tits and you managed to complete the task. By the time you were done making the bed, your parents came out of the bathroom fresh and tired. They went straight to bed leaving you standing there, all night.

NEXT DAY:

Like the living dead that you were you just stood there until the sun came up and the alarm clocks went off. Your dad and mom got up at the same time this morning, both looking rested and happy. "Oh," Jack said pointing at you. "Oh," your mom echoed. "Yeah, I guess I forgot to set it back. Can't have Patty seeing this."

Can't have Patty seeing this? Can't have Patty seeing this?! What ever spark of resistance you had however small it was yelled in red hot rage. They violated you and dared to worry about Patty!

"Millie, go clean up and...oh" Mary walked around you and with both hands pulled the phallus out of your butt.

It wasn't long before you were back in the original maid form and shape, as if nothing had happened.

While Mary wen to go fix breakfast she ordered you to go let Patty out of her room. Patty opened the door still wearing her PJs and stared blankly at you. You stared back but if you could have you would have killed. "I heard it all," Patty said abruptly. "Let me guess, you're traumatized because mom and dad made you watch them do it?"

Oh my...she didn't know you realized. Patty thought this was some sort of game. She didn't understand what happened last night or before. She thought you were just trapped in there and could be let out at any time. She didn't get it. Patty smirk was short because without a reaction she had nothing to build off of. It just wasn't as much fun.

THE DAYS:

Sentenced to life in your own body. The days went back and turned into weeks and then into months. You went crazy and then accepted and would go crazy again. You performed daily choirs, cleaning, dusting, taking out the trash, making beds. Mary trained the nanites to serve at table so you would stand holding trays as your family ate dinner and would pour more wine or juice. Mary would show you off at her parties. All the women loved you, some more than others. The nanites learned quickly but it was you that really taught them. When mom wasn't specific with a task you were able to guide them to do the little things so she wouldn't get mad. You never wanted to see her mad again. That first night bended into so many others but you tried to keep her happy, to keep everyone happy.

You continued to be a sex toy in your parents' fantasy play. Sometimes you would be left alone and other times they made you join in. And of course both of them made use of you when the other was not available. Mary had showed Jack alot of things the gummy maid could adjust to. You were subjected to indecency that verged on the evil. You were made into the slut-bott several times. Some times your dad would fuck your tits and blow his load in your face. Other times your mom would ride your face or make you suck her toes. You even played the dominatrix, and whipped both your parents while they made love. And you were changed into a man once in a while and made to pleasure both your parents. Then after all these events you went back to being a maid and served drinks and cleaned.

Ana and Kat came over frequently at first looking for you. You were even told to help them and followed them around town going to all the places you and them used to go. But it always ended the same, you going back home and cleaning and cooking and cleaning and cooking then...

Patty eventually left you alone. She got her hands on the remote a few times and turned you into various things. Shoes were the worst. You spent a day getting walked on but at the end Mary asked where Millie was so Patty had to give you back. You were property.

You dad got frustrated with the nanite project. They worked best in making things like shoes and cloths. However the other tests for maids never were up to speck. Testers reported they were clumsy and only good for basic tasks, unlike you who more and more were given ever more complicated jobs.

Many times you stood behind your mother and massaged her shoulders or did her hair. You became so good Mary joked she should open a salon or rent you out to one.

You were also there to watch as your parents and friends became ever more worried about where you were and when you would return or be found. They were sure you would be, but they were growing anxious. Those were the days that Patty would become cruel again, like she blamed you for being missing. But over time even Patty just treated you like you weren't real and didn't have feelings. It was a hollow victory but you took what you could get. Patty at least was unhappy that her parents were unhappy. It was something.
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