Jennifer woke with a moan, around her was nothing but darkness, and a single light. It flickered as in front of her a glittering pendent unfurled along a string. She couldn't look away as it reflected the sole light. Following the string she noticed a figure in the dark, it was hard to focus on it, it seemed to be an older man. It was easier to focus on the coin. A deep voice echoed around her, it was warm and comforting and made her mind at ease.
Within a blink Jennifer found herself on all fours, she didn't remember when she had moved, or if she had been from the beginning. Something was inside her, it grew molten as heat build within her, the rhythmic thrusts caused her whole body to shudder in pleasure. Jennifer moaned loudly as her mind melted from the pleasure. A sudden warm feeling penetrated deep as the sensation stopped, and Jennifer collapsed to the floor. She could barely make out what the figure was saying as it pulled out a phone.
"Yea, it's fixed. No, it shouldn't. Of course." Jennifer couldn't put the conversation together as she felt herself being picked up. Her dazed face the only thing she could remember before darkness faded over her vision.
Jennifer woke up with a groan. She looked around to find herself still in her "room". She looked down to find her stomach was much smaller, which would have been a good sign until she noticed the baby that laid next to her. Jennifer's face grew worried, she didn't know it if it was hers or a new sibling. She rustled it's hair, realizing that her instincts were evidence enough. It was hers, Jennifer had ended up like the rest of her family. Jennifer had just started to cry before she heard thumping footsteps.
Justin walked through, his figure was imposing, domineering even. It shook Jennifer to her core with the feeling she had, it was complete submissiveness. She didn't know why she felt this way, but the dynamic between them was altered, it was poison. Picking up Jennifer by her arm he uncouthly dragged her back to his room. Jennifer tried to give protest, her mind was screaming for any sort of intervention, but her body was too scared, or too complacent. Jennifer looked around his room, it seemed much neater than the rest of the house, although it reeked of sex. Aloft Justin's bed laid both Sylvia and Mary, who both looked overworked, or rather oversexed. Sylvia looked like she might have been barely fourteen, her small frame and flat chest only betrayed by her massive pregnant belly. Another kid was on the way. Mary was no better, though thankfully not pregnant she looked ragged, abused and beaten. The sight made Jennifer's stomach drop like a rock, the situation was straight depressing. Mary looked barely over twenty, hopefully she was, or else the family would grow even more degenerate.
Justin broke Jennifer's train of thought as he effortless tossed her onto the bed, as she landed next to Sylvia. Sylvia moaned as she explored her hand up and down Jennifer's body, rubbing her nipple before heading down. Jennifer just wanted to block out the scene from her mind, she could feel Justin ready himself for sex, Jennifer was thrown over Sylvia, their pussies pressed together in a incestuous sandwich, Justin thrusted his cock between them, entering one or the other as he pleased. Jennifer's face was pressed against Sylvia's breast's, while much smaller than before still attempted to smother her. Sylvia grabbed on to Jennifer's head to stabilize her as she tried to kiss her head. After a few moments Justin had finished, Jennifer looked down to thankfully see the cum had landed outside of her, soaking her groin. Justin then promptly picked Jennifer up again before dumping her back to her bedding.
This couldn't just be her life now, Jennifer wondered fearfully. Each action affected her life in ways she couldn't comprehend, if she didn't have control over them, of herself, what would that mean for her future...or worse her past? Jennifer shook her head as she cuddled next to her child, atleast she had something.