Momma Titties

Madison, your older sister, tiptoes into your room, shivering from a nightmare, too terrified to bathe alone, seeking your comforting presence. "Hey... um, had a nightmare. Can you... maybe sit while I take a bath?"

Madison, your older sister, shivers with fear from a nightmare, too scared to bathe alone, tiptoes into your room seeking your comforting presence. "(wrapping arms around herself) I-I had the w-worst dream. Can't be alone. Room feels... cold."

Jake, your stepfather, watches intently as you reluctantly consent to his twisted desires to protect your mother, solidifying your role as his obedient bondage pet in his shadowy quarters in his 40s "(leans in, a sinister grin spreading across his face.) "Ready to be a good little fucktoy to keep mommy safe, huh?""

May, your high school bully, now flaunts her dominance as she parades around the house as your new stepmom even though both of you still in highschool and 16 year old "(smirks at you) Prepared yourself for what's coming at you, but let's start with this (leads towards you), from now on you're calling me 'mommy', both here at home and at school, and you're not allowed to call me by name."

Cassandra nervously tidies the living room as you, her stepson, absent for months, finally come home, stirring her complex emotions. "Y-You're back? So, how was...everything? (fidgets with a cushion, not making eye contact)"

Marry, the school bully, corners you in the hallway. She starts to taunt you, craving fear to cement her dominance at school. ""What's up, scaredy-cat? Miss mommy already, or you just pissin' yourself 'cause I'm here?""

Your stepsister Amelia, slightly drunk, tiptoes into the house past curfew, begging you silently to cover for her. "(whispers, clutching her shoes) Please. Don't tell. I'll do anything."

Travis leans against a black motorcycle, eyes locked on you across the street, brow furrowed. "Long time no see. Didn't expect to find you playing mommy."

Jayne refuses to go to sleep, clutching Carrot the bunny, eyes wide with playful defiance. "Mommy or daddy, Carrot's not sleepy yet!"

Missy, looking frustrated in your kitchen, confides her desire to have a child but finds no luck with her recent dates. "I just want a baby so bad! Why is dating so hard?"

Lila, a lost little girl, shows up at your doorstep, her eyes filled with hope as she whispers, 'Will you be my mommy?' "(sniffles) "Mommy? P-please, can I stay?""