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A NORMAL MORNING.

Evil-Note.- Here I am with another new series of one-shots quite different from what I usually do. First of all, I have to put some warnings. To begin with, this series of stories will be related to each other, although there will be others that are alternate universes. Second, this series contains songs that not everyone likes, such as lemon, yaoi, shota, loli, and mainly Loudcest, so if you are not a fan of any, I recommend not to go ahead for any reason.

With that said, this work is made solely for the purpose of entertaining those who are fans of the aforementioned topics, and this particular chapter contains lemon, yaoi, and shota.

I hope that those who read it enjoy it and if not, I will only wonder whatever the hell they thought to ignore my warning.

It was a calm and sunny morning in the small town of Royal Woods, the birds were chirping, the streets were beginning to fill with people and there was an air of calm in the place.

However, at 1216 of Franklin Avenue there was no such a quiet environment, although that was already usual for the Louds.

Rumors were heard throughout the city of what happened in that house, but nobody dared to try to prove or deny them because of the fame of the Loud brothers, who despite arguing and fighting among themselves whenever they had a chance, were quite united and they watched each other's backs, which had resulted in a streak of pretty hard paybacks against anyone who had hurt either of them.

Anyway, among these rumors, the legend ran that the Louds were a bunch of incestuous nymphomaniacs who had no moral restriction. Others were more outlandish, such as the rumor that ran about Lars' appearance, which said that the Louds were members of a satanic sect, or that they obtained resources for the multiple hobbies of the brothers and to repair the disasters they caused because they were members of the Illuminati.

Only a handful of people in the city knew the truth, but they were trusted by the Louds, who, even with torture, would never reveal anything they knew.

Back to reality, as was usual since a while ago in the Loud House, the middle brother of the Louds, Lincoln, was in the room of the two older brothers, Loki and Loni, knelt down in front of them and sucking Loki's cock while he masturbated Loni's, switching every so often.

"Ahh... this is great..." Loni said. "You're very good, little bro..."

"He has improved a lot since the first time, but it was expected, he doesn't let two hours pass by without sucking someone's cock..." Loki moaned. "That would explain why Linc's better than Bebe at this..."

Loki put a hand in Lincoln's hair and shoved his cock deeper into his throat and making the albino boy choke a bit, but he still kept going, while he fondled Loni's balls.

After a few minutes, Loni began to get impatient, as he limited himself to hearing his younger brother choking on his older brother's penis and as such, he was getting overly excited, so the fashion fan tried to make Lincoln let go of Loki's cock and suck his, but Loki slapped his hand away and kept enjoying the warmth of the albino's mouth on his member, while Loni pouted and rubbed his sore hand.

"It's not fair, Loki, he's been sucking you off for more than fifteen minutes." Loni complained.

"Shut it, Loni, you know he has more than one hole that you can use." Loki groaned as he made Lincoln's head bob faster.

"Right! You're very smart, Loki!"

Loni smiled widely and bent down a little to make Lincoln stand up without stopping to suck his brother off, leaving him bent over and with his butt up.

After this, Loni proceeded to lower Lincoln's pajama bottoms and his underwear, exposing his rear. Then, Loni knelt behind the albino and caressed his bottom, spreading his buttocks a little.

"I see that you have been using the creams that I recommended, Linc, and that you're very clean over here." Loni smiled lustfully. "That deserves to be rewarded with a kiss..."

Loni spread the younger brother's buttocks, revealing his clean pink anus, which made the blonde lick his lips and lean in to kiss it, to then tease his entrance with his tongue.

After a couple of seconds, Loni got back to his feet and got into position to penetrate the boy, but first he rubbed his hard member between his buttocks, enjoying the softness of his brother's rear and making him moan still with Loki's penis in his mouth.

"Put it in now, Loni, I want to see if we can come at the same time..." Loki snapped.

"It's still a little tight back here." Loni said between a groan.

"Surprising, considering how many have done him." Loki laughed.

Loni spanked Lincoln, moaning as he saw his younger brother's glute bounce and he began to thrust his hips, making his balls touch Lincoln's.

Loni bit his lower lip, enjoying the tightness of the albino's anal cavity, while Loki smirked and took Lincoln's head with both hands and began to move his hips in sync with Loni, causing Lincoln to only emit choking sounds and moans.

Meanwhile, Loki and Loni moaned as they penetrated the boy, getting closer and closer to his climax.

Both blondes increased the speed and strength of their thrusts, causing Lincoln to moan loudly, then Loki and Loni let out a growl and came inside the boy, who tried to swallow as much of Loki's spunk as he could, but it was so much that a bit dribbled from the corner of his lips.

On the other hand, Lincoln's belly expanded a bit as it was filled by his brothers' semen, who once they emptied their load, pulled their members out of Lincoln, causing the boy to fall to his knees while a couple of puddles of semen formed underneath him that dripped from his anus and his mouth.

"You improve every day, twerp, keep it up." Loki said before giving Lincoln a loving pat on the hair. "Now I have to change for school."

"Thank you, Linky, you're always a good brother." Loni said as he ruffled his younger brother's hair.

"Always ready to help..." Lincoln said between gasps.

After this, Lincoln left his brothers' room, grateful that it was Loni who had fucked him, because Loki used to be much more intense and rough, so when they did it, Lincoln ended up limping a bit. Once out of the room of his older brothers, Lincoln went to the bathroom, where one of his ten brothers was walking out of, being his sporty brother, Lynn Jr.

"Hey, Stinkoln." Lynn said before giving him a hard spank. "Loni and Loki made you get up early, huh?"

"Yeah... you don't have to be so rude, y'know?" Said Lincoln while he rubbed his aching butt.

"That's not what you said the other night..."

Lynn approached Lincoln and took him by the waist to join their lips in a passionate and wild kiss, which made Lincoln lose himself for a moment, until a small voice in his head told him that he had to take control of the situation.

So the white-haired boy chuckled to himself and put an arm around Lynn's waist, while he put his other hand on his older brother's head.

Lynn was taken aback by Lincoln's actions, who took advantage of his surprise to press him against the wall and kiss him even more savagely, managing to elicit several non-masculine moans from the athlete.

After several seconds, Lincoln and Lynn broke the kiss, with the jock panting and staring blankly as the albino smirked.

"You can put up the macho act all you want, Lynn, it doesn't matter who's top or bottom when we do it and it doesn't matter if I let anyone fuck me, you must remember that between the two of us, you're the bitch here, is that clear?" Lincoln said with a dominant smile.

"Yes, Master Linc..." Lynn gasped.

"Well, now, you should find some cold water, I'd let you in the shower with me but I doubt that the ice water will help you at all being in there with me."

With that said, Lincoln entered the bathroom and Lynn snapped out of his stupor and grunted in frustration as he noticed his throbbing erection, which begged to be pleased.

Some time later, Lincoln finished bathing and getting dressed, then headed to the kitchen to grab something for breakfast, smiling as he noted that despite his 'quality time' with his older siblings, he still had time for breakfast quietly.

Once in the kitchen, the boy took a chair so he could reach his Zombie Bran cereal from the cupboard.

Meanwhile, the Loud family rocker, Luke, was walking into the kitchen with his guitar slung over his shoulder as he eyed a sheet about a small band contest in a cafe, which he was sure to win thanks to his new song when he saw his middle brother up on a chair trying to reach his breakfast cereal, so he went to the cupboard and spanked his younger brother, who glared at him.

"Luke!" Lincoln said with a pout.

"Easy, little bro, you know that I can't resist touching and spanking you delicious little ass." Luke said as he winked at him.

"You're an idiot..."

"Whatever you say, just make sure you come back early, Sam and I want to test how good you are at pitching, after all, you are a Loud." Luke said as he grabbed Lincoln's crotch. "Yeah, you're well equipped for the task..."

"Luke, I have to go to school!"

"Chillax, we've time, besides, I bet neither Loni nor Loki gave you even a blowjob for your help this morning..."

Without saying more, Luke unzipped Lincoln's pants and pulled his member out, feeling it get hard in his hand and once he was fully erect, Luke licked his younger brother's shaft from base to tip and then fully swallow into his mouth, causing Lincoln to moan loudly as Lexx and Leif rolled into the kitchen, as always fighting each other, until they realized what their older brothers were doing.

"Aww, they always start without us..." Leif said as he and Lexx got up.

"Then they shouldn't waste your time fighting so early... Luke! It's late for school, either do it on Vanzilla or don't do it at all!" Loki snapped as he entered the kitchen to take his lunch.

"You don't have to tell me twice, Loki." Luke said as he carried Lincoln under his arm.

Luke hummed happily as Loki rolled his eyes and sighed in exasperation.

"Even I have to say that Luke is a fucking sex addict..." Loki said.

"We're Louds, Loki, I 'incest' you not to try to change our close relationship." Lane said as he laughed. "Get it?"

"Enough with the bad jokes, move on."

The Loud boys sighed and got into the family van one by one, where Luke resumed his actions as Loki drove to take everyone to their respective schools, starting yet another day of secrets and most probably, relentless debauchery.

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(Evil-Note.- Well, people, here I am with another chapter. This is a continuation of "A normal morning," picking up everything just a few minutes after the end of it.
In this chapter you can expect to see loli, shota, yaoi and straight, so again, if you don't like it, just stop reading right now)

After a somewhat short trip in Vanzilla, in which Luke had managed to get Lincoln to cum and gladly swallowed his load, Loki stopped the vehicle in front of the elementary school while Luke wiped the corner of his lips of the semen residue from his younger brother and the latter was buttoning his pants up again, and as Lynn, Lars, Lexx, Leif and Levi got out of the family van, some with a look of envy and others with a look of annoyance.

"You have five seconds to get out of Vanzilla, or you'll have to walk back here from high school, Lincoln." Loki warned.

"I'm on it I'm on it!" Said Lincoln as he jumped out of his seat with his backpack in hand. "God, you seem to have your period, Loki."

"Whatever, twerp, bye."

"Don't forget to go back home as soon as possible, Linc! Sam and I will be waiting for you!" Luke said with a lewd smile.

"Luke!" Loki snapped.

Luke just laughed and closed Vanzilla's door as Loki started the vehicle again to head to Royal Woods High School.

For his part, Lincoln rolled his eyes and threw his backpack over his shoulder to hurry to his classroom, because although he still had time, he was almost always late for class because his girlfriend had a bad habit of showing up out of nowhere and put him somewhere to remind him that there was an all-out war between the two of them to see who was boss in their little relationship.

And while the youngster with white hair was passing through the corridors in a hurry, avoiding the other students and some teachers, when he walked in front of a cleaning closet, a hand took him by the backpack and pulled him into the closet, closing and locking the door immediately.

And a few seconds later, while a mischievous smile played on his lips, a girl with brown skin, brown eyes, black hair, blue denim shorts and a purple hoodie, pushed him against the wall and kissed him passionately, dominating his tongue with her own appendage and moaning with pleasure.

Once they were both out of breath, the girl broke the kiss and looked at her boyfriend.

"You last less and less whenever we kiss, Ronnie Anne..." Lincoln chuckled.

"Shut up, Lame-o." Ronnie Anne said as she put a finger on Lincoln's lips. "You got up early, didn't you? I could taste some cum when I kissed you."

"You know me, you know I can't hold myself back, hehehe."

"You're a whore, you sucked off Loki, isn't it?"

"Impressive, you knew that from the kiss."

"That taste is hard to forget."

"So you've done it with Bebe and Loki too, huh?"

"Jelly? He said I'm tighter and I last longer than you." Ronnie Anne said with a smile.

"Not when you're with me, apparently..." Lincoln said as he stroked her right cheek.

"You wish, Lame-o." Ronnie Anne smiled. "But, what'cha mean with too, eh? I'm gonna have to punish Bebe, I already told her that your butt belongs to me and if she wants it, she gotta ask for it properly."

"Aww, I love you too, Ronnie Anne. But although the prospect of a moment with you sounds much more attractive than a school day, if we're late for class again, we"ll get grounded and we couldn't see each other for a long time."

"You're always a killjoy, but I guess doing it later is better than not doing it at all."

"Good choice, but I promise I will make it up to you."

"You better, or Mr. Rosado will have a date with your ass."

"Is that your idea of a threat?" The white-haired boy laughed before kissing Ronnie Anne.

Ronnie Anne laughed after the kiss and opened the door so that they could both rush to get to class, while at the end of the hall, Levi watched them carefully, holding a strange device with which he could listen to their entire conversation.

(Later)

At the end of classes, Ronnie Anne was waiting for her boyfriend leaning on the flagpole in front of the school, like almost every day.

And after a few minutes of waiting, Lincoln appeared through the door, along with Rusty, Liam, Zach and Clyde, with whom he was talking about his plans for the weekend.

"I'd love to go to your sleepover, Rusty, but I already have plans with Ronnie Anne." Said Lincoln, earning a couple of taunts from his friends.

"Stop calling it like that, it's a boys' night meeting." Rusty snapped. "We'll do manly things."

"Call it what you want, Rusty, it's a sleepover."

"Too bad you won't be able to join us, Lincoln, although you probably won't regret it so much." Clyde chuckled, earning a nudge in the ribs from Lincoln.

"Oh right, how could Lincoln be unhappy with his little girlfriend who punches him in the shoulder and shoves Sloppy Joes down his pants?" Zach said mockingly, making Rusty and Liam laugh.

'Oh, you poor naive kids... if only you knew the truth.' Lincoln mentally chuckled.

"Oh, trust me, Ronnie Anne has her perks." Clyde said before receiving a hard but friendly pat on the back from Ronnie Anne.

"Thank you, Four-eyes, at least one of you guys recognizes greatness when he sees it." Said Ronnie Anne as she approached her boyfriend to ruffle his hair. "Come on, Lame-o, we've homework to do, and by we I mean you."

"Yeah, whatever you say, Ronnie Anne..." Lincoln said as he rolled his eyes with a smile.

"Lincoln and Ronnie Anne, sitting under a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" Liam, Zach and Rusty sing-sang mockingly.

"Bye guys." Clyde said as he smiled.

"See ya, Four-eyes, say hello to Freckles for me." Ronnie Anne laughed before making an L with her fingers and putting them on her forehead. "And you nerds are turning green with envy."

"I don't envy Lincoln..." Rusty growled as the couple walked away.

"Whatever you say, Rusty, I'll go find Penelope, I told her we'd meet up later." Clyde said before waving goodbye. "See ya at night."

"How come those two already have girlfriends?" Rusty wondered aloud.

"Penelope is too similar to Clyde and Lincoln withstands all of Ronnie Anne's tough love." Liam said as he shrugged. "Something will come, Rusty, stop envying them."

"I don't envy them!"

"You're a little green, buddy." Zach laughed as the three of them walked away from the school.

As Lincoln's friends walked away from school and kept joking about the tallest of their group, Lars watched with narrowed eyes under his bangs as his white-haired brother and his girlfriend walked away, chatting pleasantly and with the brunette petting him just as tough as always.

(Moments later)

After a short walk back to the Loud house in which the Latina and the albino made fun of how mushy their older siblings were regarding their relationship, Ronnie Anne opened the door to Lincoln's house, then cleared her throat a bit and said:

"Allow me, my beloved knight." Said Ronnie Anne, mockingly imitating her sister's voice.

"Oh, my Boo-boo Bear, you didn't have to do it..." Lincoln laughed as he imitated the voice of his brother Loki.

The couple laughed at their actions and entered the house, still imitating their older siblings, not noticing that Luke and his boyfriend, Sam, were in the living room kissing passionately bare-chested.

However, it wasn't the case of the two teenagers, who saw them arrive and smiled, with Luke denoting lust and desire, while Sam was blushing a bit, because despite knowing well the dynamics of his boyfriend's family and being one of the very few people outside of said family who was trusted by the Louds, he was still not very used to all that.

"Hey, Linc! You got here just in time! Sam and I were warming up and even though I didn't expect you to bring Ronnie Anne, I think..." Luke said, trying to get the attention of his younger brother. "Linc!"

"Don't bother." Lars said, scaring Sam and Luke by his sudden appearance. "You know well that Lincoln pays much more attention to Ronnie Anne than to anything else, even more than to his comics."

"That's BS, bro... I told him I had planned something with him and Sam after school..."

"I know, but don't worry, I have a plan to make Lincoln pay more attention to us again..."

After saying that, Lars smirked, causing Sam to raise an eyebrow.

"Uhh, I don't think I understand..." The blonde snapped.

"You will understand, Samuel... and you will enjoy it very, very much, along with us..."

Lars's smile widened as he approached a shadow in the corner, which only let his teeth be seen for a moment before disappearing completely.

"Your little brother scares me..." Sam said.

"He scares everyone, luv, everyone..." Luke affirmed. "Well, those plans went down the drain. What do you wanna do?"

"What if we repeat with Lynn again?"

"It'd be good, but he hasn't come home from school yet."

"Wasn't he supposed to have come back by now?"

"I suppose he's with Clyde and his girlfriend, he's the same as Lincoln... Maybe we should also make Lynn refocus his attention on the family."

"I only have one question." Sam snapped. "Will your brothers do the same to you if you pay more attention to me than to them?"

"Basically..."

"You take the concept of brotherly love to very weird levels, you know?"

"We're Louds, family is always our priority." Luke said as he hugged Sam by the neck. "That's why you'll be my husband, so that you become part of the family."

"I love you too, Luke." Sam laughed with a smile.

"Now lose the pants and get on your belly, I'm about to rock your whole world, luv..."

Meanwhile, back with our protagonist, Lincoln and Ronnie Anne entered the white-haired boy's room while they laughed and kept imitating their older siblings.

"Those two are the cheesiest couple in the world." Ronnie Anne laughed.

"Right, although I know another couple that is just as cheesy..." Lincoln said as he approached Ronnie Anne. "Isn't it, mi morenita linda?"

"Don't start with that, my white bunny." Ronnie Anne said with a blush. "At least we keep it to ourselves."

"True." Lincoln said before sighing and looking at the viewer. "Oh, sorry, we hadn't seen you."

"Yeah, as you may have noticed, we're not as innocent as other versions of ourselves, and when we're together we usually focus our attention only on the other." Said Ronnie Anne as she looked lovingly at Lincoln.

"And since this is our story, I think some context would come in handy." Said Lincoln. "As you may have already noticed, in this world, we Louds are an unbridled family with no inhibitions of any kind."

"And to a certain extent, my family too." Clarified Ronnie Anne. "Mostly influenced by the Louds, but I suppose that deep inside we were just like them."

"Well, the fact is that we have this family dynamic of open and unrestricted relationships, which, far from fragmenting our family, has made it much more united."

"As for people like Loni's girlfriend, Chandra; Luke's boyfriend, Sam; Lane's girlfriend Bessie; and my sister Roberta, who's Loki's girlfriend, to say that discovering the secret of the Louds was a shock is an understatement... Great, now I'm talking like Levi... Anyways, just imagine arriving at your boyfriend's house and not only hear that he's apparently cheating on you, but when you open the door of his room, you find him not only with another person but with two of his younger brothers, moaning like a whore while one fucks him and he fucks the other. Any other girl would've hit her boyfriend and broken up with him, she would've even called the police, but not me, seeing them... made something change in me. I ran away and went to my house, there Bebe saw me acting strange and well she correctly assumed that I had seen the Loud dynamic."

"In the following days, I wanted to talk to Ronnie Anne to explain things to her, but she avoided me and I felt miserable." Lincoln sighed. "I thought everything was over for us, especially my relationship with her."

"But it was only a strategy so that a couple of days later, I could capture him, pull him into a maintenance closet, gag him, pull down his pants and ride him like a bronco until he couldn't take it anymore." Said Ronnie Anne. "After that, we talked and I explained to him that Bebe had told me all about the dynamics, which surprised him but made us both discover in the long run that we are made for each other."

"And no matter how much we participate in the dynamics, we know that our heart only belongs to the other." Lincoln sighed as he took Ronnie Anne's hand.

"Yours and yours alone no matter what, Lincoln..." Ronnie Anne said before grabbing Lincoln's member over the albino's pants. "Just like you are only mine."

"Ah, in the mood already?" Lincoln asked with a raised eyebrow and a lustful gaze.

"With you here? I'm always in the mood..."

With that said, Ronnie Anne knocked Lincoln onto the bed with a kiss without taking her hand off her boyfriend's crotch, stroking his growing member over his clothes.
Lincoln moaned into Ronnie Anne's mouth, using his tongue to try to dominate the brunette's, while he caressed her hips, smiling inwardly as he heard her moans and how her breath got ragged with each action.

Feeling how Lincoln was gaining ground more and more, Ronnie Anne took her boyfriend's hands and pulled them away from her, making him moan in disappointment as the contact of their lips ceased, then proceeded to lower her hands towards the button of the pants of the albino and quickly unbuttoned and discarded the garment along with his underwear, uncovering Lincoln's phallus with pleasure and amazement.

Something that all the official Loud couples learned as soon as they got intimate was that the Louds had an impressive sexual appetite and stamina and that the males had been gifted with cocks large enough to back them up, and among them, the well-named Lincoln Log, standing at 10.5 in. long and 2 in. wide, was undoubtedly the biggest, not counting Lynn Sr., but the way things were going, Lincoln would undoubtedly dethrone his father's 15 in. long and 3.5 in. wide, upon reaching adulthood.

But back to our protagonists, whenever they saw it, Ronnie Anne and all the women (and even some men) always gazed at it with their mouths watering and their underwear wet in anticipation, and without a doubt, the brunette was ecstatic to know that this imposing piece of throbbing, warm and hard masculinity was totally hers.

Without thinking about it further, the brunette proceeded to lick Lincoln's masculinity from his balls to his glans in a torturously slow way, making her boyfriend moan as he gripped the sheets tightly. Then, Ronnie Anne smiled and gave him a passionate kiss on the glans, to then give it a couple of licks while she massaged his testicles.

"Oh, Ronnie Anne, you're a pro..." Said Lincoln.

"Meh, this is just the warm-up, Lame-o." Ronnie Anne said as she rubbed her face against Lincoln's cock. "I've been practicing this..."

At that moment, Lincoln's mind blanked out for a moment, then he was brought back to reality by the deliciously moist, warm and tight sensation around his member, which was being swallowed with ease and gluttony by Ronnie Anne, and the most impressive thing was that previously she could only reach the middle of his member, but now she could even lick his testicles when she got to the base of his cock.

"Oh god, my love... You're the best at giving head..." Lincoln said.

"Better even than you?" Ronnie Anne chuckled as she pumped Lincoln's member with her hand.

"Well, let's not exaggerate either, hehehe."

"I'll take that as a yes. Thank my father-in-law, he and I have gotten to know each other better and well, he helped me improve my technique." The Latina chuckled.

"Hmm, and you got mad at me because I fucked Bebe the other day..." Lincoln said as he pouted.

"You are adorable when you pout, Lame-o, but I think I remember that a certain stud also fucked my mom two weeks ago." Said Ronnie Anne as she stroked her boyfriend's cock.

"I was just testing what my future wife will be like and how delicious she'll be... Besides, you also had sex with Leif and Lexx that day at school."

"God, did you ever think that our relationship would lead to this debacle of debauchery and carnal desire?"

"I was counting on it." Lincoln said while he stroked the head of his girlfriend. "And judging by what you said, it seems like you've spent a lot of time with Levi."

"Well, I have to thank him for the contraceptives, right? You've done it to me so many times that you'd probably already gotten me pregnant if it weren't for your genius brother."

"True, very true..." Lincoln groaned as Ronnie Anne caressed his testicles.

"Hehe, if we're like this now, definitely an adventure awaits us when we're older." Ronnie Anne said before kissing Lincoln's balls.

After that, Ronnie Anne chuckled and tried to continue pleasing her boyfriend, however, the white-haired boy had other plans in mind.

With strength that he got from who knows where, Lincoln picked up Ronnie Anne and laid her on the bed, then got on top of her and kissed her just before the brunette could inquire about his actions. After a short but passionate kiss, Lincoln parted slightly from Ronnie Anne's lips and began to move down, leaving a trail of light kisses down her face, neck, and collarbone, all the way to Ronnie Anne's developing breasts. Lincoln grabbed his girlfriend's small mounds between his hands and squeezed them gently, eliciting a moan of pleasure from Ronnie Anne, then the albino moved his mouth over her right breast and licked it gently, making the brunette shiver, then placed his small nipple between his teeth and nibbled on it carefully, causing Ronnie Anne to cry out in surprise.

After this, Lincoln teased Ronnie Anne's right nipple while he still massaged her left breast and began to suck it like a hungry baby looking for breast milk, making the girl arch her back in ecstasy.

"You really are the perfect woman, Ronnie Anne..." Lincoln said as he sucked on Ronnie Anne's nipple. "Everything about you drives me crazy..."

Ronnie Anne groaned as her boyfriend gently nibbled her right nipple while he knead her left breast.

After a few more minutes, Lincoln released Ronnie Anne's small left breast and lowered his hand to her crotch, skillfully and quickly unbuttoning her shorts so that he could put his hand inside it and caress her womanhood over her already wet panties.

Ronnie Anne let out a cry that she immediately muffled by covering her mouth with both hands, then she shuddered when she felt Lincoln taking off her shorts along with her panties at the same time that he left a trail of soft kisses on her abdomen.

"Stop teasing me, Lincoln... Please..." Ronnie Anne said as she bit her finger.

"What do you want me to do then?" The white-haired boy chuckled as he stopped.

"I'm not gonna beg you... Not this time..."

"So be it, I guess I can stop..."

Before Lincoln knew what was happening, Ronnie Anne rolled onto the bed, getting on top of Lincoln and taking off his pants with astonishing speed, then took off his shirt, then rubbed her vagina against Lincoln's penis.

The albino smiled and put his hands on Ronnie Anne's hips while the brunette grabbed her boyfriend's member and aligned it with her womanhood.

Slowly, Ronnie Anne pushed Lincoln's member into her, making both of them moan and unconsciously cling to each other.

Once Lincoln's phallus was fully hilted into Ronnie Anne, the white-haired boy put his hands on Ronnie Anne's buttocks and squeezed them tightly, biting his lip at the delicious feeling both around his cock and in his hands.

For her part, Ronnie Anne gasped and threw her head back, unconsciously moving her hips and creating a pleasant friction between their sexes, then she leaned over Lincoln's chest and kissed him, playing with Lincoln's tongue using hers while she began to move her hips up and down, making both moan loudly.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen of the Loud House, Lynn Sr. chuckled as he listened to Lincoln's bed pounding against the wall, feeling some pride.

Then, the father of 11 moaned, raised his hand and brought it down on the rear end of his comedian son Lane, who growled with pleasure as he bit his lower lip and clung to the table hard while his father penetrated him roughly.

"Lincoln does know how to make a father proud." Lynn moaned before spanking Lane again. "Although he definitely isn't the only one..."

"Your teachings have been... long and hard..." Lane moaned. "Hehehe, get it?"

Lynn Sr. laughed and leaned over his son, grabbing his erection to jack him off in synchrony with his thrusts, making Lane howl in pleasure.

"Are you sure that... I dunno... dinner... won't get burned...?" Lane asked.

"I think a certain son of mine needs to remember why I am the alpha male..." Lynn said as he stopped for a moment. "... and how much I can multitask..."

Lane shuddered in advance and moaned, then his father picked him up without pulling his member out of his anus and pressed him against the wall, pounding Lane's ass long and hard, making the boy with brackets scream loudly, which made his father chuckle.

"And here I thought that the only one who could reach that tone was Luke." Lynn Sr. chuckled.

"You... always... help us... to go... further..." Lane moaned between thrusts.

Meanwhile, back with the protagonists, Lincoln was holding Ronnie Anne by her hips, which he caressed carefully and lovingly as the brunette rode him like a bronco, moaning while Lincoln's member hit her uterus, stimulating her greatly.

While Ronnie Anne was still moving her hips like a pro, Lincoln moved his hands to his girlfriend's breasts, squeezing them gently and then playing with her nipples between his fingers, making the brunette throw her head back and holler in pleasure.

"God, I love you so much..." Lincoln said.

"Me too..." Said Ronnie Anne with a naughty smile.

Lincoln let out a groan of surprise while Ronnie Anne returned the favor, putting her hands on her boyfriend's chest and playing with his nipples using her fingers, pinching them enough to make Lincoln moan in a pitch tone that made him sound like a girl, which Ronnie Anne loved listening.

"My little albino girl..." Ronnie Anne moaned.

Upon hearing the little nickname, Lincoln growled and flipped, causing Ronnie Anne to lay on her back, then the albino smirked maliciously and thrust into his girlfriend, causing her mind to be totally blank for a few moments and only see stars for a few seconds. Afterwards, Lincoln brought Ronnie Anne back to reality as he laid over her, hugging her body firmly and close, and starting a fierce ritm of thrusts, creating a cacophony of moist sounds accompanied by moans and grunts of the duo.

Lincoln captured Ronnie Anne's lips with his own into a wild and dominant kiss, swapping spit with her and playing her tongue, feeling pleasure as he also felt her moans up close.

For her part, Ronnie Anne wrapped Lincoln's body with her legs and arms, unconsciously curling up her toes and scratching Lincoln's back, leaving a few red marks on it.

After several minutes, Lincoln's thrusts became erratic and more bestial, causing Ronnie Anne to dig her nails deeper onto his back while both were close to cum.

After a couple more thrusts, Lincoln broke the kiss with his girlfriend and moaned in synchrony with her, releasing his warm seed in the depths of her belly, filling her uterus to the brim and with a little managing to dribble out and drip on the bed, mixing with Ronnie Anne's fluids.

The latina and the albino sighed and panted for a few seconds, grinning like idiots as they basked in the aftereffects of their orgasms, holding each other tightly.

"You're beautiful..." Lincoln gasped.

"Charming idiot..." Ronnie Anne panted.

"You know you love me..."

"True..."

Ronnie Anne smiled and kissed Lincoln softly and lovingly, a gesture that the white-haired boy replied while he moved his hands towards the brunette's cheeks.

After a couple of seconds, they both broke the kiss again and moved away, lying next to each other while staring into each other's eyes.

"Didn't you have something to do today with your brothers?" Ronnie Anne asked.

"Maybe, but the truth is, as much as I love my brothers, I wouldn't change this moment for anything." Lincoln said as he caressed Ronnie Anne's cheek.

"Aww... you make my heart melt, my cute albino..."

After saying that, Ronnie Anne kissed her boyfriend again and hugged him, gestures that Lincoln replied.

"We have homework to do..." Lincoln said.

"What a way to ruin the moment, Lame-o." Ronnie Anne chuckled.

"Well, we do, don't we? But I think we should take a shower first."

"Perhaps... but I want us to stay like this for a little while longer..."

"Whatever my queen wishes..."

"Thank you, my king..."

Ronnie Anne snuggled closer to Lincoln and sighed happily in his arms, as the albino protectively wrapped his arms around Ronnie Anne, enjoying their warmth and closeness to each other, meanwhile, through the air vent, Lars watched the couple, panting heavily as he wiped his hand on a couple of tissues and rebuttoned his pants.

"I have to admit..." Lars sighed. "My dark and cold heart is filled with envy as I see them together, so passionate and close to each other. I hope Rose and I achieve a union that strong someday. It's almost a shame to have to split them away, albeit just a little bit... almost."

Lars smirked and started to crawl through the duct towards his room, landing on Lynn's bed after exiting the ventilation system.

Lars got off his brother's bed and walked to his side of the room, pulling out his poetry notebook from the nightstand to do some writing as a question formed in his mind.

"Where will Lynn be?" Lars wondered as he picked up a pen to write a new poem.

(Elsewhere)

In his room, Clyde McBride, Lincoln's best friend, was lying on his bed, hugging two people close to him while all three of them panted heavily.

The person at Clyde's right was none other than his girlfriend, Penelope, a nerdy, freckled girl with curly reddish hair who wore brackets and glasses, currently naked, sweaty and snuggling up on Clyde's chest as she panted.

The other was none other than Lincoln's sporty brother, the ever-so-boastful Lynn Loud Jr. And as it was usual for him, though he didn't show it to many people because he had quite the reputation of being a dominant alpha male, was wearing frilly pink cotton panties, a pantyhose that had been torn in the ass, and a skimpy top that barely covered his nipples and a small fraction of his chest, and that matched the panties he was wearing.

And though he was blushing and had a hand-shaped red mark on his ass, Lynn was smiling, feeling totally free and loved.

"Have I ever told you two how much I love you?" Clyde said all of a sudden.

"Like ten minutes ago, when you were filling up my womb with your cum..." Penelope purred. "And while you were showing our little maid here who's her daddy..."

"Penny, we talked about this..." Clyde said in a stern yet soft tone. "No name-calling between you two."

"I don't mind..." Lynn said as he blushed. "I mean... I do make a believable girl..."

"If we overlook that 8-inch boner poking out of your panties, you do..." Penelope said as she gripped Lynn's length. "I still can't believe that a Loud, let alone you of all of them, actually enjoys being dommed rather than domming. I mean, you're Lynn Loud and you have the equipment to do so."

"Oh, like any good Loud, I enjoy pounding a nice ass into the nearest surface and bossing people around on the field, but... guess after being so dominant, it feels... liberating to be under someone else's control from time to time. Makes me feel much less pressure since I'm just following instructions, y'know?" Lynn admitted.

"What I can't believe is that Clyde of all people can be so dominant..."

"Lincoln was a good teacher..." Clyde said as he spanked Lynn. "To both you and me, it seems."

"Thanks, Master Clyde..."

"So adorable..."

"I'm getting jelly." Penelope said as she cuddled up closer to Clyde.

"You know very well I love you too, Penny..." Clyde said as he gave her a peck on the lips.

The three youngsters simply sighed contently and closed their eyes, drifting off into a short sleep.

Chapter Text

(Welcome, once again, to The Sin House. What's in it for today's episode? Well, something I've had in my mind for years, something inspired by a picture of the artist known as Rex Reyes, as well as several others by Ferozyraptor and Patanu. You'll see what I mean once you start reading. Also, keep in mind this is a Sin Kids AU, not a continuation of A Normal Morning and Ordinary School Day, and today's warnings include shota, age difference, GILF and obviously, incest, so like always, do not read further if you dislike any of the aforementioned themes)

If there was one thing Lemy Loud hated, it was people thinking he was weak, cowardly, or submissive.

And unfortunately for him, and for his big family, especially his father and his sister Lyra, the boy used to do very stupid things to show that he was brave, strong and domineering.

From taking challenges like sneaking into an abandoned house in the middle of the night to things bordering on sheer imbecility with a hint of suicidal desire like branding himself with a red-hot iron, Lemy had noted that he had a certain problem with authority and a certain level of inferiority complex, which did not surprise anyone who knew the Loud family well.

As had been happening for quite some time, the Louds continued with a family dynamic that some would envy and many would repudiate, which was based on free love and without barriers that, rather than fragmenting the family, had united it much more. And by all that I mean that the Loud were a group of lustful maniacs who had sex wherever, with whoever and whenever, although of course, only those closest to the family knew about this secret.

And such a dynamic had resulted in the so-called "harems" that each of the family members, including the honorary members, had, and these harems were basically a list of people with whom they regularly had sex or with whom they had a relationship.

Unfortunately for Lemy, his was the shortest, to the point that even his younger brothers, Bobby Jr and Hugh Jr, had better luck than him, and all that had led to his need to prove that he was a real man, although everyone else told him to stop doing stupid things because he had nothing to prove.

And after he had recovered from ending up in the hospital for proving he was stupid and brave enough to roll in a supermarket cart down a hill and crash into a tree, his father, coerced by his wives Ronnie Anne and Lori, had decided to send him for a couple of days with his grandmother Rita, so that the boy could have time to reflex and get away from problems, as well as to give him a punishment in the way of helping his grandmother with whatever she said while he missed the concert that his mother was going to give that weekend.

"This sucks..." Lemy said.

"I thought you loved your grandma." Lincoln said as he parked Vanzilla in front of his mother's house.

"And I do, but I don't like to miss mom's concerts..."

"You should've thought that before you launched yourself down that hill, Lemy."

"Please, Dad... couldn't we just take Grandma too and ground me some other day?"

"Your grandma is an older woman, Lemy, your mother's concerts are too intense for her. Plus, you heard Ronalda and Lori."

"Awww..."

"Come on, it's not that bad, it's just a concert, you've been to several of them, you even went on tour with Luna once."

"I know, but I didn't want to break my record of always going to mom's concerts when they are at Royal Woods."

"Your mother knows that you support and love her, Lemy."

"But still she ignores me..."

"Lemy, we already talked about that..."

"I know it shouldn't bother me, but I can't help it... Not when we're Louds."

At that moment, Lincoln sighed and looked at Lemy with a solemn look.

"Lemy, you have nothing to prove, you are no less than the others." Said Lincoln.

"Just let me out... See you at Sunday..." Lemy said as he pouted.

Lincoln sighed again and opened the door for his son, who got out of the family vehicle, throwing the backpack over his shoulders and slamming the door as he stepped out of the vehicle.

Lemy walked to the door of his grandma's small retirement home, a small gift from her children when she decided to leave the original Loud house to her only son after the unfortunate passing of her husband some years ago.

As Vanzilla drove away, Lemy knocked on the door of the house and was quickly greeted by his grandmother.

"Lemy, it's nice to see you!" Rita said as she hugged Lemy. "Look how much you've grown!"

"I came to visit you just last week, grandma, it's not like I've grown much since then." Lemy said.

"Nonsense, a grandma knows about those things."

Lemy smiled as he hugged his grandmother back, blushing a little, not from being spoiled by his grandma, but from the fact that Rita was unconsciously rubbing his face against her huge breasts, which despite her age, were still as firm yet supple as ever.

After a few moments, Rita released Lemy and let him in, closing the door as she grinned widely.

However, after turning around to see her grandson and talking to him about what they were going to do that day, Rita changed her expression to one of consternation when she saw the look of annoyance and sadness that Lemy had on his face.

"Is something wrong?" Rita said.

"Only that I'll lose my streak of attending mom's concerts at Royal Woods and I'll never be able to get it back." Lemy sighed as he dropped his backpack.

"Aww, I'm sorry, Lemy, but you have to be more careful with what you do." Rita said as she put a hand on his shoulder. "Imagine what would happen if we lost our beloved little buffalo if one of your challenges goes wrong. Personally, I don't even want to imagine it."

"At least you'd realize that I no longer exist..."

"What?"

"Nothing... I just want to keep my mind occupied so as not to think about mom's concert..."

"Well, I have something that will cheer you up. Just wait here a bit, I'll be right back."

Lemy sighed heavily and sat on the only sofa in the small living room, taking his cell phone to entertain himself for a moment.

A few minutes later, Rita returned to the living room, carrying an old radio and spare parts, which she placed on her coffee table, attracting the attention of the 12-year-old boy, whose eyes lit up.

"Wow, where did you get it, grandma?" Lemy asked.

"It's my dad's radio." Rita said with a smile. "I have no use for it, but since I know that you like repairing devices, I assumed that you'd like to try to fix it, so I had it checked out and bought the parts that they told me had to be replaced."

"Awesome." Lemy said before giving Rita a warm smile. "Thank you, grandma, you do know me."

"I knew that you'd like it." Rita said as she stroked her grandson's hair, noticing something strange about it. "Hmm, you should take better care of your hair, son. It's very matted and dry."

"That doesn't go with me and I don't know how to do it."

Oh, I have a conditioner that can help you, and brushing your hair from time to time wouldn't hurt."

"I'll give it a try, but only for you, and please don't tell Lyle, he won't leave me alone if he knows I used a conditioner."

"You two are quite the case." Rita chuckled. "I'll go fix dinner, you can stay here to repair the radio, just try not to scratch the table and don't leave your tools lying around, ok?"

"Sure, grandma." Lemy nodded as he pulled a case of screwdrivers out of his backpack.

Rita smiled at the boy's expression, which reminded her of that of children discovering the presents under the tree on Christmas morning, then she turned around and headed for the kitchen.

(Later)

Lemy sighed and stuck his tongue out as he concentrated on replacing the screws on the old radio's cover, smiling and nodding in satisfaction once he saw that the radio was ready to be tested.

"Ok, here we go." Lemy said as he rummaged through his bag.

After a few seconds, Lemy pulled out a small cube with a plug on one side and a red button on the opposite side, a little invention of his Aunt Lisa that he could use to test the appliances he was repairing, since he had burnt the house's wiring on more than one occasion.

So Lemy plugged the radio into the portable battery and turned it on, then slowly put his hand on the radio's power knob and turned it, hearing a click and smiling at the static. Then the boy modulated the radio frequency and laughed in victory as he caught an old Smooch song on a local radio station.

"And Leia said that I was just wasting time watching all those tutorials on how to fix stuff." Lemy said triumphantly.

"Lemy, dinner is almost ready!" Rita said from the kitchen. "Could you set the table?"

"Sure! I'm on it!" Lemy said as he turned off the radio.

Lemy quickly packed his tools into his backpack and walked around feeling satisfied with himself, then he went to his grandmother's kitchen to grab some plates, silverware, and glasses to set on the table as he hummed the tune of the song the recently fixed radio had picked up, but upon entering the kitchen, the boy was shocked as he saw Rita bent over in front of the fridge, searching for something inside, inadvertently exposing her gorgeous heart-shaped ass to the hormonal 12-year-old boy.

Lemy's mouth fell agape as he could see her grandmother's greatest asset in all its glory, and how while the mature woman continued to search the fridge, she was unconsciously shaking her hips.

Lemy began to feel an intense blush forming on his face, as well as a discomfort in his pants, then he looked down at his crotch and gasped when he noticed that he had an hard on, so he covered it with his hands and ran to take the things to set the table, drawing the attention of his grandmother, who managed to see him leave the kitchen in a hurry. The woman scratched her head in confusion and peered into the dining room, seeing her grandson mutter something as he set the table.

Rita arched an eyebrow and continued looking at her grandson, and when he turned around, she could notice a rather large lump in the boy's crotch, which made her open her eyes and gasp in surprise, then the mature woman smirked for two motives: 1) She was definitely still an extremely attractive woman. And 2) Lemy was definitely Lincoln's son and Lynn's grandson, judging by the tent in his pants.

'Lemy is definitely a big boy.' Rita chuckled to herself inwardly. 'I think I get why he's acting so irresponsibly lately, bet none of those girls have taken care of him in a while... I'm gonna have to have a LONG chat with them later.'

The mature woman smirked broadly and returned her attention to serving dinner, shaking her hips a bit and giving herself a spank.

"I still got it." Rita said.

Meanwhile, Lemy finished placing the plates on the table and looked at his crotch, cursing himself again for pitching a tent there.

"Goddamn Loud genes..." Lemy cursed. "Hope grandma doesn't notice..."

'Why not? Afraid of getting some of that ass? Just look at her! Now you get why all of your sisters are so lewd and hot.' Lemy's inner voice said.

"Shut up, I can't do that, she's my grandma... Plus, why do I have an inner voice? Am I turning into Loan or something?"

'The power of fanfiction, don't question it. Anyways, has blood ever stopped our family? I think we're pretty much a good proof that it didn't.'

"Shut up..."

'You're always complaining about not getting as much as your brothers and dad do, why are you holding back when you have such a fine specimen in front of you?'

"Specimen? Am I aunt Lisa now?"

'Just think about it... It's not like she's not used to it.'

"Yeah but... Ugh, just leave me alone!"

Lemy just groaned and sat down, making sure to stay as far as possible from his grandma, in an attempt to avoid being caught with a hard on by her.

(Later)

Lemy was shifting awkwardly in his seat as he ate.

Since that little incident in the kitchen, he hadn't been able to stop eyeing his grandmother's body.

Her C-cup breasts that still defied gravity and age, and judging by the hug she had given her earlier, were as soft as ever; her child-bearing hips that would entice even the most stoic of people; and her most impressive asset, her heart-shaped ass, which looked as juicy and firm as ever, serving also as answer as to why his grandfather had sired 11 children with her.

And the fact that her clothes did nothing but clung to her more like a second skin rather than garments, only made Lemy lick his lips subconsciously and sweat cold as his hard-on throbbed and begged for relief, making everything much more uncomfortable for the youngster.

Of course, being the expert in those themes she was, Rita noticed each of the boy's actions, smiling and squealing in delight inwardly at the fact that a youngster as nice and good-looking as her grandson found her desirable.

But, being the clever seductress she was, she knew that she had to play her cards well, because judging by his actions, Lemy was reluctant to make any moves on her, despite their well-known family dynamic, and just forcing herself on him could backfire.

"You doing ok, sweetie?" Rita asked with the sweetest tone she could muster.

"Y-yeah... Doing fine... everything's fine... couldn't be any more fine..." Lemy said as he shifted in his seat.

"You sure? You don't look so well..."

With that said, Rita leaned in and put a hand over Lemy's forehead, making sure to give him a good angle view of her cleavage, which made the 12-year-old gulp audibly.

"You feel a tad bit hot, Lem." Rita said.

"I'm not the only one hot here..." Lemy muttered.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing!"

Rita smirked a bit and sat back down, then she thought:

'This will be much more fun than I expected.'

(Even later)

Lemy was pacing in the guest room of his grandma's house, trying to get rid of the luscious scenes that had his grandma Rita as protagonist.

"Fuck this, why did grandma have to stay in such great shape?!" Lemy moaned as his hard-on kept throbbing beneath his pants.

'You really are as dumb as Lupa always says, ain't you?'

"I'm not listening. Fuck the writer and fuck you, you shouldn't even be a thing."

'Your grandma wants you, you twit! Didn't you see her smirk while you checked her out? Or when you called her hot?'

"She didn't..."

'Of course she did! She was making a move on you, you idiot!'

"She wasn't making a move on me."

'Are you really part of this family? 'Cuz aside from the Loud Log between your legs, you're not jumping at the chance of getting laid.'

"I just need a cold shower, that's all..."

Lemy sighed and grabbed a towel from the little closet in his room, then he rushed to the bathroom, hoping that a cold shower could both calm his libido and freshen his mind.

However, fate seemed to go against the rock-loving boy as once he opened the door, he saw a cloud of steam come out and right in the middle of the bathroom, still faintly covered by steam, he saw his grandma Rita standing, drying her body carefully and slowly with a towel.

Lemy's heart skipped a beat and he blushed as red as a tomato once the inconspicuously erotic scene unfolded in front of him, with the elderly woman running her hands and the towel over her voluptuous body with inadvertently sensual movements, the few remaining water drops running over her soft skin, her hair glistening with the light thanks to being still a bit wet, and all the scene topped by the steam in the bathroom that created an ethereal aura, which only served to make everything even more enticing, as it made her look like some sort of fertility goddess, which wasn't too far from reality considering who she was.

As Rita finished drying herself up, she suddenly felt a cool breeze, which made her turn to the door as she wrapped her towel around her body, wondering if she had left it ajar, but she gasped once she saw her frozen grandson, staring at her with his eyes open wide and his mouth agape. Lemy could swear he caught a glimpse of his grandma's bare breasts when she turned while she covered her sensuous body with that towel, and that did nothing but increase the pressure in his crotch as his hard-on throbbed again.

As for Rita, she just chuckled and walked up to the boy, then she closed his mouth and giggled.

"You're a bit too late if you wanted me to scrub your back, Lemy." Rita said as she walked out of the bathroom. "But there's plenty of hot water left."

Lemy just gulped hard and tried to pry his eyes off his grandma, but he was unable to until she disappeared into her bedroom.

Seconds after that, Lemy locked himself up in the bathroom, turned the cold water on, stripped naked and jumped into the shower, feeling his pores howl in agony as the ice cold water ran down his body.

Lemy splashed his face and tried to clear his thoughts, but the only thing in his mind was that scene, so the boy couldn't help but groan as the cold water did nothing to calm his raging boner.

"Fuck it!" Lemy said as he punched the wall.

Without a second thought, the boy grabbed his member and started stroking it furiously, feeling that very-much-needed relief since that incident in the kitchen, all the while he grunted and huffed through gritted teeth, thinking about that delicious body and all the things he wanted to do to her, like how much he wanted to grope those C-cups, how those luscious lips of her would feel wrapped up around his cock, and the center of his thoughts, pounding that thicc ass until he couldn't go at it any more.

"Sorry... I can't help it... you're just... so fucking hot...!" Lemy grunted.

'That's it... give in to your desires...' His inner voice chuckled.

"Shut up!"

While the boy kept jacking off thinking of his grandma's sensual body, said woman was peeking on him from the slightly open door, feeling a sense of pride and desire, as well as a little heat between her legs as he saw Lemy stroking his dick.

'Lemy is indeed Lincoln's son, just as big as his dad was when he was his age... maybe even a bit girthier...' Rita thought as she bit her lip. 'This wasn't planned but it came out just peachy. I nearly got him there, I just need one little push more...'

(The next morning)

Lemy groaned loudly as the sun rays hit him directly in the face, thanks to a slightly open curtain next to his bed.

After the little incidents with his grandma which culminated in him rubbing one off while he fantasized about his grandma, Lemy couldn't sleep well, since all he dreamed about was making his fantasies a reality, and the trip of guilt for having such lewd thoughts about the older woman woke him up and didn't let him get any proper sleep at all.

As such, the ashen-brown-haired boy moaned and covered his face with his hands to shield his eyes from the sunlight and get some more Z's, but he heard someone knocking on the door.

"Lemy, breakfast will be ready in a few minutes, but I could use some help down in the kitchen." Rita said behind the door with a cheerful and sweet tone.

"Comin', grandma..." Lemy groaned.

"Ok, sweetie, don't rush yourself but don't take too long."

As he heard his grandmother walking away, Lemy rolled onto his back and sighed in exasperation, then he looked down at his crotch and saw his morning wood, stiff as stone and standing proud, pitching a tent under the covers.

"Shut up..." Lemy growled.

'I wasn't gonna say anything. My work here is pretty much done.' His inner voice laughed.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

'I think you'll get it once you go to the kitchen. I kinda read the script, but it wasn't really necessary, knowing that vixen of a GILF downstairs, it wasn't hard to figure out the outcome of this little visit.'

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

'Man, you really are your dad's son, you're as dense as he was when he was your age. Spoiler alert: You'll get laid today.'

"Grandma is..."

'... Just as lewd and horny as the rest of our family, she's one half of the couple that started it all, after all.'

"Shut up and leave me alone..."

'As you wish, but trust me, you're gonna love what's coming next.'

Lemy groaned and rushed into the bathroom to wash his face and try to clear his thoughts, but it was still useless, the awkwardness, guilt and horniness he felt just kept swirling in his mind.

Lemy tried to cover his crotch with his hands, for the first time cursing his family genes for making him so hung.

The boy sighed and walked awkwardly to the kitchen, while his nose caught a really alluring smell.

In that moment, his mind finally drifted off from horniness to another basic need, as his stomach growled in discontent and anticipation, since Lemy knew exactly what that smell was.

If there was one thing that one could say about Rita Loud, aside from the fact that even in her 60s, she was as hot as she was in her 30s, it was that she wasn't much of a cook, but thanks to her husband, she had created a chocolate chip cookie recipe that was heavenly. It was so good that even her husband hadn't been able to match it and she only baked them in special occasions.

And much to his aunts Luan and Ronnie Anne, and his sisters Bean and Liena's disgraces, Rita was adamant in keeping it a secret from them until she deemed them worthy of it.

And that alluring smell only meant he was in for a little taste of heaven for breakfast.

Lemy rushed to the bathroom and washed his face, then he ran back to his room and got his clothes on as quickly as he could to run downstairs as his mouth watered.

Lemy rushed into the kitchen and opened his mouth to ask his grandma what she needed help with, but once more, he ended up stunned.

And how could he not if the first thing he saw was his grandma bent over near the stove, while she pulled out of the oven a freshly baked tray of her famous chocolate chip cookies.

But this time, her big, round and firm ass was in full display in all its soft, sexy and mouthwatering glory, since his grandma was wearing nothing but a really small apron, that barely managed to hold her breasts and reached just a bit below her navel.

In that moment, Rita stood up and looked over her shoulder, smirking as she saw her grandson was pitching a tent in his pants once more and was drooling a bit.

'Here comes the push.' Rita thought lustfully.

"Oh, Lem!" Rita smirked in a knowing way. "Well, seems like I was wrong about needing your help, dear, you can go take a seat in the living room while I finish here, I'm afraid my dining table isn't good with hot stuff."

"I bet it isn't..." Lemy muttered inadvertently.

"Indeed, my little buffalo..." Rita said as she swayed her hips with each step, in a seductive tone. "But my coffee table is sturdier, it can take anything anyone dishes at it..."

"R-really sturdy..."

"Yep, darling, now, go get comfy while I get everything ready for breakfast."

Lemy just mumbled some inintelligible stuff, then he started moving backwards to the living room, stumbling into his grandma's furniture as he subconsciously didn't want to take his eyes off her voluptous body.

Rita only managed to squeal inwardly and made a big effort restraining herself from jumping in glee like a schoolgirl who just discovered her crush reciprocated her feelings, then she focused on the cookie tray and touched it lightly, checking if it was already at a good temperature and once she confirmed it wasn't hot enough to hurt, she took the tray and walked up to the living room, where her grandson watched her every step as she still swayed her hips in an enticing manner.

As for the boy, he couldn't think straight. He knew his grandma was a really sexy woman, but knowing that she not only apparently had his inner voice been right about his grandma making a move on him, but also she had the hots for him, was the biggest shock in his life so far.

And he knew she did because she never baked her cookies wearing nothing but an apron for anyone aside from his late grandpa, not even for his father, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and joy since now his grandma had a bigger place for him in her heart than his father.

'Told ya, twit.' Lemy's inner voice chuckled. 'You may have missed mama's concert, but you got yourself a sweet consolation prize. And make it double since you finally have someone who wants you more than she wants the old man...'

"What do I do now?" Lemy asked.

'You lay back and enjoy the show coming at your left...'

Lemy absentmindedly looked at his right and just saw the little chimney of the house.

'I said your left, you horny idiot...'

Lemy turned to the left and gulped hard again, watching intently as Rita walked up to him, hips swaying alluringly and a lustful smirk forming in her lips as Lemy blushed. Rita set the tray in front of Lemy, making sure to give him a good view of her cleavage, then she grabbed a cookie and sat next to him, pulling him close to her and holding the cookie right in front of his face.

"Open wide, Lem..." Rita purred.

Lemy gulped hard again but complied to his grandma's instructions and opened his mouth, allowing the older woman to feed him the still-warm cookie.

The boy bit the baked goodie and couldn't help but moan in delight as it was just as heavenly as he remembered, with the perfect mixture between a crunchy cookie and chocolate chips that melted in his mouth, however, the whole situation with the GILF next to him wearing an apron, feeding him her cookies while she smirked knowingly and looked at him with bedroom eyes, made it so much sweeter.

Lemy swallowed the cookie and watched as Rita grabbed another cookie and put it in her mouth, held it carefully with her teeth and turned her gaze to the rocker boy, gesturing him to get the cookie. Inadvertently, Lemy tried to grab the cookie with his hand, but Rita stopped him and shook her head no.

"Up, up, up, use your mouth only." Rita said before holding the cookie with her teeth again.

Lemy gulped but still leaned in and opened his mouth to bite the cookie, ending up just an inch away from her lips.

Rita chuckled as she could feel the heat radiating from Lemy's face due to his blush, then she bit the cookie and inched closer to her grandson, who mimicked her actions and made their noses touch.

Lemy's heart beat like crazy, and he barely realized the fact that Rita pulled away the remains of the cookie and ate it, humming in delight a bit too sensually.

Then the woman chuckled and looked at her grandson.

"Oh gosh, I didn't realize..." Rita said, feigning ignorance.

"Wha..." Lemy stuttered.

"I just realized, you have no milk for your breakfast."

Lemy froze in place while his mind stopped working and his grandma's voice echoed in it, taking a bit of time to process her words and realize that, given the situation, she could only mean one thing.

"M-m-mi-milk...?" Lemy gulped hard as his mouth felt dry.

"Yes, honey." Rita grinned. "Would you like some warm, sweet milk to go with your cookies?"

Lemy suddenly felt incredibly uncomfortable as his boner was throbbing just as much as his heart, feeling harder than ever and begging the boy to just lunge at the seductress, fuck her brains out and fill her to the brim with his baby batter until his balls were dry, no matter if it meant yet another Sin Kid coming out of said actions.

However, since his mind was still reseting from the shock his grandma caused him, his instincts took over, making the boy nod eagerly, much to the elder woman's delight.

"Ok, dear, lean back, close your eyes and open your mouth..." Rita purred directly into Lemy's ear.

Lemy felt goosebumps all over his skin as he felt his grandma's hot breath in his ear and instinctively complied to the woman's indications, then he felt how she shifted in her seat and leaned a bit against him, while she pushed a little warm nub into his mouth.

Rita moaned loudly as Lemy instinctively started sucking her right nipple like a hungry baby, which made her run her hands over his messy hair while Lemy inadvertently put his hands on her breasts, kneading them rather roughly, just the way she liked it.

"Enjoy your milk, Lemy..." Rita moaned as she inadvertently mashed Lemy's face against her breast.

Lemy opened his eyes and felt an adrenaline rush going through his veins as he saw Rita's face showing ecstasy as he fondled her breasts and sucked on her nipple. And much to his surprise, the woman actually started lactating, and just like her cookies, her milk was deliciously sweet. As such, Lemy sucked with more intensity and sunk his fingers into her soft tits, eliciting loud moans from the woman.

Not wanting to be the only one getting pleased, Rita bit her lower lip and reached her hand to cup Lemy's balls over his pants and fondled them skillfully, making Lemy squeal in delight as precum started to leak from the tip of his hard dick.

"Poor baby... you must be really pent up..." Rita purred between moans. "Your balls feel so heavy... but don't worry, grandma Rita's here to fix that..."

Much to Lemy's chagrin, Rita pulled away from him, making him groan in annoyance as he couldn't drink any more of Rita's delicious breast milk nor fondle those soft orbs that had nurtured no less than 11 people before him.

However, his annoyance was soon replaced by delight as Rita moved in to french kiss him, moaning loudly into his mouth as her far-more-experienced tongue dominated his.

But, since his pride and self-steem was higher than ever, Lemy found strength he didn't know he possessed and turned the tables on her, laying the older woman on her back and laying on top of her, not breaking the contact of their lips until they ran out of breath.

Lemy and Rita panted hard and looked at each other directly in the eye, their hearts beating like mad and blushing a bit.

"Why?" Lemy asked.

"I know you, Lemy, and I know what you must be feeling, I can't bear seeing you suffer, dear." Rita said. "You're more loved than you think, and I'm here to show you that. Plus, being honest, while he's also a sweetheart and a beast in the bed, I think you're more handsome than your dad, don't tell him that though."

"You mean it?"

"I think you already know that I've never done this little charade for anyone else than your late grandpa, Lemy, that should give you a hint just how much I love you."

With that said, Lemy felt his heart skipping a beat, then he smiled and kissed Rita again, immediately pushing his tongue into her mouth, battling her own appendage and savoring every inch of her mouth.

As they swapped spit for what seemed like an eternity, Rita moved her hands behind her back and unfastened the apron, then she broke the kiss for an instant to take it off, while Lemy seized the chance to take off his shirt, then both resumed their make out session and Lemy wrapped his arms around her waist, snaking his hands down to Rita's best asset, cupping her huge asscheeks with his hands, moaning as his fingers sank into her soft flesh.

Rita moaned into the kiss and smirked inwardly, feeling a bit nostalgic as she felt the same fluttery emotion her beloved late husband made her feel every time they made love. And that made her feel special, like she wasn't just Lemy's object of desire, but a woman he cherised and wanted to please, a woman he wanted to love.

As such, Rita wanted to show her own affection to her grandson, so she moved her hands to his pants and unbuckled them, pulling them down enough for Lemy to get the hint and get rid of the uncomfortably tight garments that restrained his hard-on.

Once free, Rita grabbed his cock and stroked it from tip to base, reveling in the feeling of his throbbing raging erection and giggling like a college girl for still being able to cause such emotions on studs like her grandson.

"The Loud Log doesn't skip a generation, huh?" Rita purred. "So big and so hard..."

"Grandma..." Lemy moaned.

With that said, Rita managed to sit back up, then she got to the ground and knelt between her grandson's legs, licking her lips seductively as she inched closer and grabbed Lemy's cock.

Lemy shifted uncomfortably in his seat as he bit his lips in expectation, then he howled in pleasure as Rita kissed the tip of his cock, practically making out with it for a short moment before slowly engulf the member, moaning in pleasure as the phallus stretched her throat and made her gurgle a bit.

Soon, Rita started giving her grandson the best blowjob he had ever had in his life, showing the dexterity she had accumulated over her years, managing to deepthroat all 11 inches of his manly rod while she swirled her tongue around his glans like a pro.

"Shit, grandma, you're the best!" Lemy moaned as he placed his hands over her head.

While she wasn't a fan of her grandson swearing, Rita found it pretty hot in that moment, so she simply chuckled and kept deepthroating her grandson, reveling in his pleasured moans and his body squirming in delight.

The elder woman continued for a little while, cupping Lemy's balls and fondling them softly, making the boy drool.

Suddenly, Lemy started thrusting into her mouth and moving her head down to his crotch instinctively, which took Rita a bit aback, but thankfully, her gag reflex had been long gone, so she could take Lemy's facefuck without a problem, moaning as she felt his cock throb harder and his balls churning, signaling he was close to cumming.

Lemy did a couple of hard thrusts and finally howled in pleasure as he released his male essence into his grandma's mouth, who gulped it down greedily as Lemy held her head still.

Lemy moaned as spurt after spurt of thick semen was shot down Rita's gullet, then, after what felt like a gallon of cum, he finally stopped cumming and Rita let go of his member with a loud "pop" sound, smirking at her grandson.

"Nothing like a good load from a young stud for breakfast..." Rita purred.

"Fuck, grandma..." Lemy panted.

"Call me Rita." Rita giggled.

While Lemy still glowed in the aftermath of the best blowjob he had ever gotten, Rita bent over the coffee table, presenting her deliciously big ass to Lemy, spreading her asscheeks with a hand and her wet pussylips with the other.

"I know you can cum more than twice, so come and give it to me." Rita said as she shook her hips enticingly. "Show me why your mom calls you her little buffalo..."

Lemy practically jumped from his seat as blood started pumping through his veins again and stood behind his grandma, grabbing her hips and hotdogging his cock with her asscheeks, moaning as he felt her soft flesh surrounding his throbbing member.

"Is it as good as you imagined last night when you were rubbing one off to me?" Rita chuckled as Lemy dry-humped her ass.

"Fuck, it's so much better..." Lemy said.

"I'm all yours, do whatever you want with me..."

Lemy bit his lower lip and couldn't help but smack one of Rita's asscheeks, reveling in the jiggly sensation it caused on her soft flesh and the loud sound his hand caused upon impact, while also making Rita moan in delight.

"You don't need to be so soft, dear." Rita said. "I'm used to really rough treatment in the bedroom, you know?"

Lemy gulped but nodded, then he spank his grandma harder, making her moan louder, which urged him to grab her hips and align his cock with her pussy lips, moaning at the wet and warm sensation on his glans.

Lemy's mind doubted for a moment, however his body and instincts took over and made him thrust his hips, burying his member into Rita's core, making both moan loudly.

"Oh god... it's been so fucking long..." Rita moaned. "So fucking big..."

"How can you... still be... this tight...?" Lemy panted as he caressed his grandma's hips.

"Perks of being... a Loud... Now fuck me, make me your bitch and breed me..."

Lemy didn't need to be told twice, so he started thrusting fast and hard, making the older woman tremble in pleasure and moan loudly.

Wet slapping sounds soon filled the elder woman's home, a symphony of moans and grunts accompanying them and the creaking sound of wood muffled by them as Lemy fucked Rita, feeling a rush of ecstasy and adrenaline in his whole body.

On the other hand, the elder woman gripped the coffee table beneath her, moaning loudly as her very-well endowed grandson thrusted into her like a beast, even panting and groaning as one.

"Like that! Fuck, Lemy! You really earned that nickname!" Moaned Rita.

Lemy simply grunted animalistically and laid his body on top of Rita's, while his hands moved from her hips to her tits, groping them and kneading them roughly, eliciting some loud moans from the elderly vixen.

"You're such a slut!" Lemy said as he pinched his grandma's nipples. "Seducing your own grandson into fucking you like a needy bitch!"

"Oh fuck! I am! I really am! AND I FUCKING LOVE IT!" Rita moaned.

Lemy smirked and released one of Rita's breasts to spank the elder woman again, leaving a red mark with the shape of his hand in her supple flesh, at which Rita just moaned in delight and started to drool and display a fucked-silly look on her face.

"Grandma... I'm gonna cum..." Lemy panted.

"Do it inside!" Rita moaned. "Fill me up!"

In that moment Lemy started thrusting erratically, huffing like an animal as he groped his grandma's tit harshly, making his new slut scream in delight as he claimed her.

Lemy spanked Rita a few more times as he gave a few last deep thrusts, then he roared in unison with her as both reached their climax, unleashing a torrent of thick baby batter deep in her womb.

Spurt after spurt, Rita felt her grandson stuffed with his cum to the brim, and how even a small amount managed to leak out of her pussy and dribble onto the coffee table while both panted loudly and basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking.

"God... you were... quite pent up..." Rita panted. "You came quite a lot, how long has it been since your sisters or your aunts drained those balls of yours?"

"A week or two..." Lemy panted.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, those girls are so irresponsible, I thought I had taught them better. How could they be so careless with you? Don't worry, dear, if they won't do it, you can always come to me."

"You truly are... the best... grandma..."

"Anything for my little man..."

Rita chuckled and sighed happily while Lemy still panted, then, after a few minutes, Lemy pulled out of his grandma and the latter stood up, then both sat down on the couch and smiled at each other.

"Feeling better, little buffalo?" Rita asked as she caressed Lemy's hair.

"Much better." Lemy smiled.

"I'm glad, 'cause this is just the beginning, darling. Hope you're ready to handle a true woman."

"Oh fuck."

(That afternoon)

Lemy couldn't do other thing than grip the table in front of him as hard as he could, inadvertently pushing away his plate from him as the most amazing sensation ran through his body from his crotch, since his grandma was once again on her knees, sucking him off greedily, making lewd slurping sounds as she bobbed her head up and down swiftly and skillfully, while she fondled his balls with one hand slowly.

"Fuck, Rita..." Lemy moaned.

"No cussing at the table, young man..." Rita said as she suckled on the tip of Lemy's dick.

"S-sorry..."

"Such a virile stud..." Rita said as she rubbed her face against Lemy's cock. "So tasty..."

"Gonna cum..."

"Give it to me... feed me your seed..."

Rita engulfed Lemy's manhood again and resumed the blowjob, making the rocker groan in delight as he released his seed directly in the elderly woman's mouth.

Rita savoured Lemy's spunk for a bit, then she swallowed his load and smirked at his grandson.

"Thanks for the meal, Lemy." Rita moaned.

"No prob..." Lemy said in a post-orgasmic daze.

(That night)

Now in the main bedroom, Lemy was laying on his back, being totally unable to do other than grip the bedsheets as hard as he could, while his grandma rode his dick like a pro rodeo girl, slamming her hips against his, moaning like a whore as his glans kissed the entrance of her womb every time she pushed her hips down.

"Fuck, so good!" Moaned Rita. "You're making me cum again!"

Lemy only managed to gurgle a strange sound in response and grabbed his grandma's asscheeks tightly into his hands, then he started pushing his hips upwards, meeting his grandma's squats and making her howl in pleasure.

After a few thrusts like that, both screamed in sync and Lemy unleashed yet another torrent of hot cum deep into Rita's womb as Rita's love fluids squirted over his lap.

Still basking in the afterglow of their orgasm, Rita fell over Lemy and rolled to his side, giggling a bit as she felt his cum dribbling out of her snatch as she and him pulled each other into a tight embrace and pressed their lips together, once again, intertwining their tongues and savoring each other's mouth while they moaned loudly.

After what felt like ages, they broke the kiss and both looked into each other's half-lidded eyes, smiling lovingly.

"I love you..." Rita whispered.

"Love you too, Rita..." Lemy whispered back.

"No, my little buffalo, I mean I love you like I loved your grandpa Lynn..." Rita admitted. "I don't know why but... I have this fluttery feeling in my heart everytime we do this, something that only Lynn managed to make..."

In that moment, Lemy's heart fluttered and skipped a beat, then Rita pulled him closer to her, inadvertently mashing his face against her breasts.

"A-are you serious...?" Lemy eeped.

"Why wouldn't I be?" Rita said as he kissed Lemy on top of his head. "Do you want me to be part of your harem? I'd understand if you don't, I'm just an old lady after..."

Before Rita could complete her sentence, Lemy simply silenced her with a passionate kiss, then he broke it and smiled at her.

"I'd love that, grandma... You'd be the first..." Lemy nodded.

"Oh, I am? Hmm, guess we can use that to your advantage and show your sisters and aunts what they're missing out." Rita grinned.

"Oh fuck..."

(The next morning)

Sun filtered through Rita Loud's bedroom window while birds chirped happily and people started their daily routines.

And still fast asleep, Rita tossed and turned lightly as she moaned, slowly drifting out of her slumber as she felt someone caressing her legs and something wet and warm lapping at her core.

Rita smiled and moved the bedsheets, seeing Lemy comfortably laying on his stomach as he held onto her legs and ate her out slowly and lovingly, so immersed in pleasing her that he still hadn't realized that the Loud matriarch had woken up.

"You little rascal..." Rita moaned as she put a hand on Lemy's head. "You're really good at that... but you shouldn't have..."

"I wanted to." Lemy said as he kept going. "It's the least I could do for my first woman..."

Rita couldn't help but feel deeply loved and flattered by Lemy's words, then she moaned loudly as the rocker nibbled her clit softly with his lips, pulling it slightly and then kissing it lovingly to resume the lapping at Rita's lower lips, tracing every inch of her rosy flesh as he caressed her legs.

"God, you're amazing, Lemy!" Rita moaned.

"Thanks, I've had practice..." Lemy said quickly to keep pleasing his woman.

After a short while, Lemy's tongue movements became faster and he started prodding her birth canal with the tip of his appendage, delighting in the squirming and moaning that Rita made in response, then he pushed his tongue as far as he could into her, making the elderly lady's mind go blank for a short while, before she was once again brought back to reality by one of the most intense orgasms she had had in her life.

Seconds later, while Rita was still basking in the afterglow, Lemy lapped at her juices greedily, enjoying her taste.

"Fuck, Lemy... you're so incredible..." Rita moaned.

"I just had a lot of practice with Lyra and Lupa..." Lemy grinned.

"My poor little man, so diligent to please his sisters but none of them worried about pleasing you."

"It's ok, like grandpa used to say, it's not about numbers but about the wonderful feelings you have with the people you do it with."

"True, but still, I know for a fact that your sisters do have feelings for you." Rita said as she pulled him into a hug. "And I'm gonna make them act on them."

"How?"

"Oh, I know my family, don't you worry. They'll never leave you aside again after I'm done with them."

"Oh, fuck..."

"Language."

(That afternoon)

Lincoln was feeling a bit guilty and tired.

The long way from Great Lakes City had been quite the inner turmoil for him, even if the meeting at the publishing house went well and the editors had given him green light with his idea of making a new generation for the Full House Gang, he was still feeling down.

Since he left Lemy at his mother's house, he couldn't help but wonder if he had been a bit too stern with the boy, like Luna said once she realized Lemy hadn't attended her concert.

Sure, Lemy did a lot of stupid (and sometimes suicidal) things, but he also showed he had quite a big heart and was always there for his mother, his aunts, his sisters and even for him, though the two of them weren't exactly on the best of terms with each other.

But then again, it wasn't his idea to ground him the way he did, it had been Ronnie Anne and Lori's idea, and he couldn't help but wonder why they showed this malicious smirk they always did whenever they were plotting something behind his back.

"I love them both but they are such a handful... Especially now that they live under the same roof." Lincoln sighed before glancing at the fourth wall. "What do you guys think? I just hope he had a good time at my mom's house."

As Lincoln pulled over in front of his mother's house, the patriarch of the Loud House sighed deeply, turned Vanzilla 2.0's engine off and got out of the vehicle, running a hand over his hair as he closed the vehicle's door and walked up to his mother's house door.

As he knocked on the door, he pulled out his phone to check the hour, noticing it was nearly 3 pm.

"Weird, she's usually at home at this hour." Lincoln said.

Suddenly, Lincoln heard something breaking inside the house, then he got a bit worried as he feared the worst, so he looked for the spare key his mother had given him, then he quickly opened the door and entered the house, gasping loudly as soon as he stepped inside as a very familiar stench reached his nose.

Lincoln quickly closed the door and turned to the dining room, gasping a bit as he saw his son pounding his mother's ass on top of the dining table, with Lemy panting like a raging bull with his eyes closed as he thrust into Rita's ass, while the latter moaned like a needy whore and drooled, being unable to focus her gaze as she still hadn't noticed her son was watching her, even if she was looking in his direction.

Lincoln blushed a bit and cleared his throat loudly, but his mother's moans and Lemy's pants simply muffled the sound, so the man with the orange t-shirt sighed and walked up to the table, sat down in front of his mother's squirming figure and cleared his throat again while he crossed his arms.

At that moment, Lemy lost his focus on thrusting into his grandma's ass after hearing a weird noise, then he opened an eye to see what had happened and he gasped and stopped dead in his tracks as he saw his father looking at him with an stern glare, and at Lemy's sudden stop, Rita started regaining her senses and before she could ask Lemy why he stopped, she finally realized her son was in the room.

"Hope I'm not interrupting anything..." Lincoln said.

"Uhhh..." Lemy gulped.

"Oh hush, as if it was the first time you caught me with someone fucking my ass..." Rita said nonchalantly.

"Yeah, but I never expected to see this after sending Lemy here like Ronnie Anne and Lori told me..." Lincoln pointed out. "And now I see why they had this smirk in their faces..."

"Sorry, dad..." Lemy said.

"It's alright, we're Louds anyway..."

With that said, Lincoln sighed and shrugged.

"Well, it's still as weird as ever, but I'm already used to this." Lincoln said. "Also, I can't blame you nor judge you, mom's just a very, very hot woman."

"Yes, yes I am." Rita said as she slapped her ass. "Damn right I'm hot."

"So you and Lemy, huh?" Lincoln chuckled. "Well, should've known, he's my son and my dad's grandson after all. Congrats there, champ."

"Wait, you're not even the slightest bit jealous?" Lemy asked.

"Well, being honest, I truly am, mom's a very special and sexy woman after all, but I'm more happy for you, son, about time you got someone who actually acted on her feelings for you."

"This is so lovely and all but enough chit-chat, I'm still horny so whip it out and give it to me, Linc, while Lemy fucks my ass." Rita said as she unbuttoned her son's pants.

"Yes, ma'am..." Lemy and Lincoln nodded.

Rita smirked as her son pulled down his pants and got his cock out, which Rita grabbed almost immediately and started stroking it fast. Meanwhile, Lemy smirked and spanked her grandma's ass hard, making her moan as he reveled in the feeling of her supple flesh in his hand, then he started thrusting his hips slowly, moaning loudly.

In that moment, Lincoln grabbed his mother's head and pushed his cock between her lips, making her gag and gurgle as she slobbered her son's cock with her spit, moaning as loud as she could.

"Fuck, grandma's ass is so tight even after all these years..." Lemy moaned.

"You don't have to be so careful with her, you know?" Lincoln said.

"What about all that 'Your grandma is an older woman' thing you said last friday?" Lemy asked with a knowing smirk.

"I meant about your mom's concert, she's not used to such a spectacle." Lincoln said as he held his hands up defensively.

"I still should ground you, young man..." Rita said as she licked Lincoln's member avidly. "Such a naughty boy..."

Without a warning, Rita smirked and retook her son's length into her mouth as she spanked him as hard as she could, making him yelp and rub his reddened buttcheek.

"Ouch! Ok, I get it! Sorry, mom..." Lincoln moaned.

"You better, I'm much more resilient than you think..."

"Hell yeah, you are..." Lemy moaned as he thrust into her.

Rita giggled still with her son's cock in her mouth, then she moaned in delight as Lemy spanked her hard with both hands and fondled her asscheeks, while Lincoln grabbed her by the head and started mouthfucking her, making her see stars as Lemy's balls kept colliding with her clit while Lincoln's slapped her in the chin.

"This bitch just got tighter..." Lemy said without stopping.

"Language..." Lincoln moaned.

"She told me I could call her that..." Lemy smirked defiantly as he smacked Rita's ass once more. "Ain't it, dear granny...?"

By this point, Rita was way over cloud nine and completely overwhelmed by pleasure as the two studs she once carried as babies used her to their own satisfaction like a mere fleshlight.

And just like her beloved Lynn did back in the day, she fucking loved it.

"Fuck, ready, mom? I've been kinda pent up due to work lately..." Lincoln moaned.

"I'm close... God, here it comes...!" Lemy moaned.

Rita came in that very second, feeling her very core shaking and coating the table with her love juices, seconds before her son and her grandson moaned out loud and came into her, filling her insides with their thick baby batter.

Moments later, Lemy and Lincoln pulled their softening dicks out of Rita and panted while the older woman just smirked and sat up, wiping the dribbles of Lincoln's cum off the corners of her mouth.

"Delicious like always, darling. But I think Lemy's been eating healthier than you lately." Rita giggled.

"Well, like I said, busy week and I haven't been eating at home." Lincoln said sheepishly.

"It's ok, we can fix that later."

With that said, Rita got off the table and kissed her grandson deeply, making Lemy feel both aroused and awkward since she had just fellated his father.

"Let me and Lemy grab a shower, then we can go." Rita said as she picked Lemy in her arms.

"Wait... 'We'?" Lincoln asked.

"Yep, I'm not leaving my little man alone, someone's gotta take care of his needs..." Rita purred as she looked at Lemy suggestively.

"Oh... so... well... guess I'm gonna wait at the living room."

"Sorry, son, but worry not, we'll be back shortly..."

As he saw his mother taking his son upstairs into the shower, he couldn't help but sigh as he knew she was lying and they'd take way too long.

But he didn't care, at least Lemy looked much happier than the last time he had seen him and so did his mother.

Plus, Lisa had built him a portable console that had all his favorite games in their last anniversary, and he had a full 20-hour battery to kill the time.

As such, he sat down on his mother's couch while he got his gaming device out of his pocket and sighed in relief as he turned on the console and reflexed on Lori and Ronnie Anne's decision.

'Those smartass vixens... I knew they knew something I didn't...' Lincoln chuckled as he selected a videogame to pass the next 2 to 4 hours.

Chapter Text

A ROUGH PRANK.

(Evil-Note.- Welcome again to another chapter of this series. This time we stray a bit from the plot of what I call "Loud Brothers" to see the beginning of another plot I've been working on, based on a set of images by the fandom artist XSherlock420, a great artist if you're into futanari or dickgirl stuff. As you might guess, we have futanari as our main theme here, along with some non-con, you can consider this universe as the opposite of Loud Brothers, because here, Lincoln will be Linka. It goes without saying that if you're not a fan of these themes, do not continue, and if you are, I hope you enjoy this chapter.)

Life in the Loud house was chaotic beyond belief.

The daily problems always varied and were a combination of small squabbles between sisters, big fights between sisters, thunderous rock rehearsals, practices of all kinds of sports in and out of the house, April Fools' Days full of non-innocent pranks and even some occasional explosions.

However, despite all the chaos that Lola, Lana, Lynn, Luna and Luan could cause with their hobbies and tastes, without a doubt the one who surpassed everyone when it came to giving others a hard time was the resident genius, Lisa.

Despite multiple warnings from her parents, the young genius continued to use her sisters as guinea pigs in her strange experiments.

From making them glow to giving them extra temporary appendages, it seemed like nothing was impossible for Lisa, which ended up being pretty annoying for her sisters.

And tonight was no exception.

To the misfortune of the eldest of the Loud sisters, Lisa had started a strange experiment with which she sought to be able to change the genital anatomy of people in an effort to get rid of the limitations in the reproductive capacities of the human species, according to the words of the own genius, and to her misfortune, Lori had ended up becoming a test subject again in said experiment without knowing it but above all without wanting it, since Lisa then admitted that she was looking to test a possible cure for Lori's gastrointestinal problems and not her experimental serum in her, but due to how similar in color they were and the fact that she hadn't labeled them up correctly, she had ended up confusing them at the last moment. And to add insult to injury, Lynn Sr. and Rita had decided to go on a little trip as their Second Honeymoon and wouldn't be back for a week, so the kids were left alone to resolve their situation, which was very bad news for Lisa, because normally her parents prevented situations like the one she was in.

"You're literally dead, Lisa!" Lori yelled.

"Oh, come on, you don't need to be so 'hard' with her." Luan said before letting out a laugh. "Hahaha! Get it?"

"Luan, I'm literally two point three seconds away from turning someone into a human pretzel and I still haven't decided if it'll be the one who did this to me or the one who keeps making bad jokes about it!"

"I'm just trying to lighten up the situation a little..."

"Although the attempt is appreciated, I would suggest stopping all future attempts for both of our sakes, older sister…" Lisa said as she swallowed hard.

"And you don't even talk! Use your few remaining minutes of life to make a cure before you have to do it as a human pretzel!" Lori yelled furiously.

Lisa swallowed hard again and ran back to her lab as Lori sat in the living room and let out a long, deep breath, feeling uncomfortable at how tight her shorts felt at the moment, which made her look desperately at the source of her frustration and anger, a limp 7-inch member, accompanied by a pair of rather prominent testicles, right where she had previously had a vagina.

"Why me?!" Lori yelled frustrated.

"Oh, come on, Lori, it's not like it's going to take a 'long' time to heal you..." Luan laughed again. "Get it?"

"Luan..."

"Also, it's not like it's 'hard' for Lisa to break the laws of science on a daily basis." Luan laughed again. "Get it?"

"Luan..."

"I'm sorry, I didn't think your situation was such a 'bone' to pick with Lisa. Hahahaha! Get it?"

"Luan!"

"Oh, this is so easy..." Luan laughed.

"Shut up now..."

"Or what? Will you use that massive plug to shut me up?"

Lori growled in frustration as Luan roared with laughter, which made the older Loud angrier and angrier.

However, in Lori's subconscious, an image formed thanks to Luan's words. An image of Lori taking Luan and shutting her up once and for all by forcing her member into her mouth.

This image caused her member to throb and begin to harden so much that it began to cause some pain, as well as a feeling of desire to fulfill said fantasy. Lori unconsciously unbuttoned her shorts and looked at Luan with a mischievous smile as the feeling of lust clouded her mind.

"You know something, Luan? That's literally what I'm gonna do." Lori said as she stood up.

Luan's laugh stopped at that moment, then she watched with fear as Lori pulled out of her already tight shorts that enormous and throbbing member that had caused her so much amusement no more than 10 seconds ago.

Luan was speechless when she saw the cock that Lisa had given her sister, a virile member much larger than what she had seen in her internet searches, so she didn't think that it'd fit in her mouth, not to mention other cavities, so she tried to move away but Lori grabbed her hair hard, forced Luan to her knees in front of her and forced her penis into her mouth, choking the girl with braces, and letting out a moan at the new pleasant sensation that flooded the girl's mind.

"Oh god... so this is why Bobby insists me so much to suck him off..." Lori said between moans. "So... so good..."

Lori moaned again and forced Luan to put more of her member into her mouth, causing Luan to start tearing up and choking from the effort of accommodating such a phallus inside her throat.

Lori moaned again and forced Luan to take her member deeper and deeper into her mouth until half of the 11 inches of thick, veiny manhood was down the comedian's throat, who tried to back away from Lori with all her strength but the eldest sister didn't have to do much to keep her in place.

"Looks like you've practiced, little sister…" Lori moaned. "Not a single gag, you really impress me."

Luan struggled and tried to punch her sister in her stomach to free herself from her, but Lori caught her arms and began mouth-fucking her by moving her hips, moaning in pleasure as Luan felt she was choking and that she was running out of oxygen.

Meanwhile, Lori was immersed in the pleasure of dominating Luan, oblivious to the pleas and choking noises the comedian was making.

After a few more moments of hard thrusts against Luan's throat, Lori released her arms and grabbed her head tightly, moving her hips more frantically and gasping with pleasure, as she could feel her member creating a bulge on Luan's neck every time Lori entered her throat.

After several thrusts like this, where Luan could do nothing but tear up and pray her torture would end soon, Lori stopped, holding her comedian sister's head firmly and growling in ecstasy as she shot her cum straight into Luan's throat.

Luan made several choking sounds as she was forced to swallow her sister's scent, managing to feel Lori's balls throbbing against her chin as Lori continued to cum in her mouth.

After what felt like an eternity, Lori finally withdrew her member from Luan's mouth, finally letting the girl breathe and pant heavily as she fell to her hands and knees on the ground.

Lori moaned and felt her member going limp as she calmed down, but out of the corner of her eye she noticed Luan on the ground, on her knees and still coughing to catch her breath and get rid of the discomfort Lori's massive member had caused her, and unconsciously the prankster was shaking her hips, which only reactivated her older sister's libido, whose member regained its firmness almost instantly.

Lori instinctively licked her lips, then moved behind her, grabbed her hips, eliciting a gasp from the comedian, then Lori raised her skirt and pushed her panties aside, eliciting a cry of pain from Luan, making her feel how Lori's massive member was widening her birth canal and reaching to touch the entrance of her uterus, creating a noticeable bulge in her belly.

"So tight..." Lori said. "It seems that someone has been a woman for a long time... that means I'm not holding back..."

"Wait..." Luan moaned.

Without giving her time to say anything else, Lori pulled her member out of Lyan until only the tip was inside her, then she thrust hard, pushing her member into her, making Luan scream in a weird mixture of pleasure and pain.

Lori leaned down to lay against Luan's back, instinctively continuing to move her hips fast and hard, as her hands rested on the comedian's small developing breasts, which she squeezed hard, drawing another gasp of pleasure from Luan.

"God... this feels so good..." Lori moaned. "If I had known this... I would've told Lisa to do it on purpose long ago!"

At that moment, Lori increased the pace of her thrusting, panting like a wild beast as she continued to massage her sister's breasts.

Then, in a fit of lust for even more contact with her, she pulled up Luan's blouse and squeezed her nipples hard while nibbling on her neck, then began massaging Luan's small breasts in sync with his thrusts, grunting like an animal and thinking only of reaching orgasm, ignoring Luan's moans, who was still trying to escape from Lori's grasp, losing strength with each penetration of her huge phallus.

"So good..." Lori said. "Now I understand Bobby more..."

After saying that, Lori smiled, released Luan's breasts and grabbed her arms, forcing her chin up as she penetrated her faster and deeper, eliciting a cacophony of screams from Luan as they both got closer and closer to orgasm.

Suddenly, Luan's mind went completely blank, feeling a warm wave go through her whole body which made her shudder in a way she had never felt before, then her body emitted an unconscious cry of ecstasy at the same time that Lori did too, releasing her essence inside her younger sister, making the bulge in Luan's belly grow.

Lori couldn't help but bite her lower lip as she finished filling her younger sister up, then she was finally able to clear her mind and, despite knowing that she had done something terrible, she didn't feel bad about it.

"Thanks for the help, Luan..." Lori said as she pulled her member out of Luan.

Still driven by something instinctive as she saw her semen flow out of Luan, Lori spanked the comedian and bit her lip at the soft, smooth feeling of her younger sister's buttock in her hand, then the older of the Loud sisters buttoned up her shorts and went to her room, noticing that she had a couple of missed calls from her Boo-boo Bear, while Luan stayed on the living room floor, feeling conflicted, mainly due to the fact that despite not being consensual, she did not dislike the experience at all.

Meanwhile, inside her lab hidden, Lisa just grinned sinisterly and brought a tape recorder to her mouth as she turned it on, having seen the entire altercation between her sisters.

"XX Reproduction Project research report: Tests on my sisters appear to be successful in terms of the expected increase in libido. However, I am led to believe that using it on individuals like Lori may force out their more aggressive tendencies, thus requiring further analysis as to how it may affect test subjects with different personalities..." Lisa said before looking at a group of screens with all her sisters going about their different daily activities. "Luckily, I have access to all the test subjects I need... And a few more..."

With that said, Lisa looked at yet another set of screens showing Sam Sharp, Ronnie Anne Santiago, Lynn's sports teammates, Claire McBride, Carlota Casagrande, Rita Loud, and Darcy Helmandollar.

"And maybe I should try my experiment myself..."

After saying that, Lisa turned off the recorder and turned in her chair to walk to one of the two syringes she had in a small case, intending to fulfill her deal with Lori before she got out of control again, or worse, before she realized what she had done and decided to give her a worse punishment.

Chapter Text

Like any other thing in life, conflict is inevitable.

Every human is entitled to their opinion, and when one has a big disagreement with someone, one that can't be solved via diplomacy, war rages on, causing losses on both sides of the conflict.

Today's episode of The Sin House is a little project I had been working on that was suggested and helped to be planned out by nightmaster000, and that thanks to Observer123, a dear old friend of mine, became a game between us both in which he gave me 3 words and I give him 3 words to make a story including those words somehow, but since I'm me and I write three chapters each year, if I have enough time that is, my piece took forever to be complete while his is up since March of last year, better late than never, I guess.

Anyways, this story makes our protagonists are Lisa and Lincoln Loud, and Peter Parker live in a no-superhero AU that is actually bigger and more mixed than my Marvelous Universe.

Warnings for this chapter are humiliation, exposition, drama, cheating, tons of character bashing and, unfortunately, probably not even a slight amount of smut, since this is just the beginning of a bigger project that will be alternated between The Sin House and her twin sister that will start shortly, Miraculous Spider-Man: Dark Files.

If there was one thing that Doctor Elisabeth Loud could have said about life is that despite how much you planned something, how many resources you could have at your disposal, how smart you could claim to be or how ready you might be for any case scenario, in the end none of those mattered, life would always find a way to screw you up.

And both her and her husband/colleague, Doctor Peter Parker, were living tests of it.

They both were promising candidates that managed to get a hold of the priced internships that the prestigious Stark Industries offered to young men and women over the world, and with flying colors at that, even receiving praises from geniuses of the likes of Hank Pym and Reed Richards.

Both had developed incredible technologies and were still aiming to be better every day.

Both had had a rocky start that despite all initial conclusions due to their scientific pursuits and slight rivalry, led them to fall in love and get married three years ago, all because of being able to complete each other, with her having the surgical focus, precision and cold calculations he lacked, and him having the sassiness, iron will and creativity she lacked.

And though the notable age gap between the two was frowned upon by most people, they had the blessing of both the Loud family, and Ben and May Parker, and in both her and her husband's words, it was all that mattered.

However, despite their intellects, their capabilities, their complementary skills that made them nigh-unstoppable at anything they set their goals into, they were at an impasse in life.

Sure, they had gotten to become the left and right hands of Tony Stark himself, but even that wasn't everything they could do, and Stark himself had admitted it when they presented their resignations at him.

No, everyone who knew them, knew that they could easily eclipse Carpe Diem Inc, Stark Industries, OsCorp, the Baxter Foundation and even Roxxon itself.

And yet, there was one obstacle that prevented Parker Industries from becoming a global company, and that was DexTron Technologies.

For years, Dexter McAllister, James Neutron and Mason Pines had been nothing but a colloquial pain in the ass for both her and her husband, and it had all started precisely because of the internships they had won fair and square.

Losing said internships was such a blow to their ego that they destined the rest of their lives to screw her and her husband over and over.

And while she had initially thought it wasn't bad at all since their little quarrel with the trio was the very thing that had brought her and Peter together, since their hatred for them was the first thing they found they had in common, over time, their tactics had become worse.

At first it was just insults and slander towards both of them and Stark Industries for not recognizing true talent, then it changed to actual intellectual warfare, stealing and sabotaging their projects to make them seem less successful than their own, and now it was plain old corporative warfare, with strings being pulled to stop Parker Industries from consolidating into an actual tech company and deals that were denied due to their rivals.

And even if Reed Richards, Janet Van Dyne, Danny Rand, Norman and Harry Osborn and Tony Stark were willing to lend them a hand, they didn't want to accept it, as they wouldn't feel well with the way they got their goal.

But after three years of getting just a few minor deals that barely used 10% of her and her husband's potential, Lisa was sick.

Sick of failing, sick of being treated like the villain of the story by the press, sick of not getting what she knew she could manage to get, sick of not getting what she and her husband damn well deserved.

But above all, she was sick of being eclipsed by a trio of assholes who were still butthurt after 13 years.

And now, in the cozy living room of a rather small but nice apartment in the east side of Manhattan, Lisa Parker was wearing a bathrobe as she held a glass of wine with her hand, enjoyed its aroma for a moment and brought it to her lips to empty the glass in one gulp, all the while she listened in the TV as her hated red-haired rival Dexter was being interviewed due to the opening of his tower.

"By Marie Curie's radioactive panties..." Lisa sighed. "I've managed to create a goddamn ARC reactor out of literal trash, but sure, let's focus on the guy who is so butthurt that still sends hatemail for me and Pete, who created a much bigger and much less powerful reactor than the one I created with trash..."

"Just don't watch the news." Peter said as he walked into the living room with a cup of coffee in his right hand and wearing a business suit. "And please, stop drinking so early, it's not good for you."

"While I appreciate your concern about my wellbeing, my beloved husband, it's unwanted and unneeded."

With that said, Lisa walked up to the little cellar they had collected since the day they got married, grabbed the bottle she had uncorked just few minutes ago, and poured a rather generous helping of wine into her glass again, being stopped by her husband right before she could bring the beverage to her lips.

"Lis, please." Peter said with a tone of worry as he handed the coffee to his wife. "They're not worth it and you know it."

"I damn well know that, Peter, but I'm sick as hell of seeing them getting all the praises, all the deals, all the success we both know we deserve." Lisa snapped as she fixed her glasses and set the cup on the countertop.

"I know, but what good will it do to our company if you get drunk every morning?"

"What good will it do to it not to do it?" Lisa snapped as she grabbed her glass of wine again.

"Lisa, please." Peter said as he tried to snatch the wine away from Lisa's grasp.

"My beloved husband, I too know you speak nothing but the truth, but I just want to feel something good for a change. Albeit I might get a serious hangover and a health problem later, it's nothing you and I can't fix... altough nobody would care about the cure for cirrhosis... not if it's made by us..." Lisa said as she looked at her reflection in the wine.

"I'd care... Especially if you get hurt."

At that moment, Lisa looked into Peter's eyes and noticed the incredibly warm smile he deigned at her, something she had always found irresistible, and as such, the younger genius chuckled and blushed, then she put her glass on the countertop of in front of the cellar.

"And that's why I love you." Lisa whispered.

Peter chuckled as well, set his coffee next to the glass of wine and pulled his wife into a loving embrace as she gave him a quick peck on the lips.

"I still have to ask, need me to dress up too?" Lisa asked.

"No, it's just a minor chat with Dr. Mariah Crawford for the deal with Horizon Labs." Peter said. "They said they're really interested in our antimatter reactor."

"Won't we give a better image to our professionalism by showing up together?"

"Perhaps, but we'd run late for the reunion since you still haven't even taken a shower."

"Hmm, you might be right about that..."

As Peter broke the embrace while he and Lisa chuckled happily, both geniuses were soon taken aback by a series of frenetic knocks on the door.

At that, Lisa arched her eyebrow and fixed her bathrobe, rushing to the door to open it before her husband could stop her while Peter's phone rang, instinctively making him pick up the call.

As for Lisa, she got to the door, which was still being knocked on harshly, then she raised her glasses to activate the eye scanner to open the door, but as soon as she did, she was almost knocked over by a stumbling figure who stank of alcohol and wore a ragged orange t-shirt.

As soon as she laid her eyes on the figure in her doorstep floor, Lisa gasped and helped her older brother Lincoln get up, thanking herself for the cybernetic implants she had used in herself due to some experiments going wrong in the past.

But as soon as Lincoln was up, he pushed her aside and rushed at Peter, who now had a scowl on his face as he hung up his phone, and barely had any time to dodge a punch that was headed to his face, move that caused Lincoln to fall to the ground again.

"What the fuck, Lincoln?!" Lisa asked. "What in Einstein's unused socks' name are you thinking?!"

"You motherfuckers ruined my life!" Lincoln spat drunkenly.

"What?! What are you talking about?!"

"I think I know what he's talking about..." Peter sighed while he contained his anger. "I just got a call from Dr. Crawford... She said Modell's no longer interested in the reactor because, and I quote: Cold Fusion is way cheaper and way less dangerous than Antimatter... Those motherfuckers!"

In that moment, Peter threw his phone at the wall, breaking it in pieces and ran a hand through his hair, sighing in exasperation as Lincoln got up.

"You two deserve it! You two ruined my chances of making it to the big leagues!" Lincoln snapped.

"Oh, shut up, Lincoln!" Peter yelled back, making Lincoln shrink in fear. "You're not the only one in a bad situation here!"

In that moment, Lisa's phone started shaking on the countertop, which urged the scientist to pick it up and gasp at the barrage of messages she was getting from all her contacts, each one coming with an insult and even some evidence about the disgraces they were all facing.

And before she could inform Peter of the situation, the screen in which Lisa was watching the news started beeping, making the trio look at it in confusion.

"K.A.R.E.N., pick up the call." Peter said.

"I wouldn't do it if I were you." A woman's voice said through the speakers of the screen.

"Did I fucking stutter?"

"You don't have to be an asshole about it..."

"Sorry. I didn't mean to lash out at you... Just do it now, please..." Peter said as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

The AI sighed and did as she was told, changing the images on the screen for a rather nice office and three individuals who were smirking and chuckling as Lisa and Peter gritted their teeth and glared at a different screen each.

"So... what's up?" Dexter said as he toyed with a screwdriver nonchalantly.

"You know damn well what's up, you red-headed piece of shit..." Peter snapped. "This is between you three fuckers and Lisa and I. Why the fuck did you attack Lincoln?!"

"Simple, really, we hate you." James said with a chuckle. "So, as long as we live, no one with the names Parker nor Loud will be nothing but what they really are: A bunch of losers."

"Like Peter said, this is between us both and you three Australopithecii!" Lisa said as she showed the screen of her Starkphone to the trio on the living room screen. "Our friends have nothing to do and are out of this conflict!"

"Funny, you still think you can say what goes and what doesn't." Mason snapped. "Let me be very clear with you guys, you two are absolutely nothing. Just merely two tiny setbacks in our path to greatness, so you two have no saying in what happens in your miserable lives nor on who we decide to crush."

"Our friends never did anything to you three! Peter and I never did anything to you either! You're just petty for the sake of being petty!" Lisa roared.

"Thirteen years and you still can't get over the fact that were both smarter than you three combined..." Peter chuckled. "You're pathetic and I feel so sorry for you, having such miserable lives that you have to resort to hurt others to feel better with yourselves..."

"Oh, I wouldn't start with the insults just yet..." Said Dexter. "You see... You guys are actually in a bind and unless you want all your dear friends and family to end up living under a bridge, you'll have to comply our demands."

"To hell with you three! We have a witness and the most advanced AI in the world recording this call! We'll finally show your true faces to everyone!" Lisa said.

"Ah, but you can't." Dexter chuckled as he set the screwdriver down. "You see, having both of those things are utterly useless. Your witness can barely stand, let alone be of use on a jury since you're related closely to him, and he's clearly intoxicated. As for your dear AI, that same superiority is the very reason it's useless. Being so advanced means it could make up any sort of proofs you might use in a court, like I dunno... feign this whole conversation, and since it's a thing and not a true being, her testimony is also useless. In short, your dear K.A.R.E.N. is nothing but a very expensive calculator."

"Unlike your machines, I am not a thing! How dare you...?!" K.A.R.E.N. snapped.

"We dare because we can." Mason chuckled. "We've got the media in our hands, the public will believe anything we tell them, and your so called proofs are just as useful as you, aka nothing at all..."

"Which means the only way you can stop this is by doing everything we say..." James stated.

In that moment, Lisa and Peter gritted their teeth so hard that they felt one of them broke, along with their blood boiling and their fists bleeding as they clenched them too tightly, feeling the impotence of being unable to do anything against them.

Then both sighed in defeat and looked at the ground, still trying to think of a way to turn the tables, but they couldn't see any.

The trio of assholes had pulled each and every string they could in the exact way they needed, they had the press and the public on their side.

Much to Peter and Lisa's chagrin and misfortune, they had won.

After a few moments, the couple looked at each other with a look of hopelessness, then they glanced out the window at the DexTron Tech tower, glaring at the sign at the top of it.

"Fine... Name your price..." Lisa sighed as she grabbed her husband's hand, both unable to look at the screen.

"First: You will be addressing us face to face, we don't care what kind of feeling you have right now." Dexter snapped. "It's just the polite protocol."

Lisa emitted a low growl and her eyes glowed red before her husband squeezed her hand softly and made her look at him, giving her an empathetic look and a nod, then she also squeezed his hand and both turned around, swapping the hand with which they held the other's.

"Happy?" Peter snapped with a glare.

"Not until we get the rest of the deal." Mason snapped.

"Then name it already." Lisa snapped.

"Now you will get on your knees while you admit you two are nothing but a measley dog shit stain that tainted our paths for far too long." James said.

"And don't forget to beg for forgiveness for how your pitiful projects were nothing but waste of precious resources me and my associates could've used for actual scientific prowesses." Mason stated.

"To hell with it!" Lincoln snapped as he pointed a threatening finger at the screen. "I might be angry and very drunk, but I'll be damned if I let you motherfuckers humiliate my family, especially my little sister, like that!"

"You will remain silent now, Loud, if you want your job back, that is." Dexter sentenced. "We can also make this way worse for your slut of a sister and your neanderthal of a brother in law, so do not press your luck."

"Lincoln, it is fine." Lisa sighed as she put a hand on her brother's shoulder. "If it means our family and friends will be left alone, we'll do it."

"Uncle Ben would kick my ass if I let any of you suffer when I could do something to put a permanent stop to it, so it's alright..." Peter added. "Our life is already under the ground, so this is pretty much nothing."

"But, guys..." Lincoln tried to say. "You can't just let those idiots win..."

"Being completely honest, dear older sibling unit, they already have." Lisa said.

With that said, both Lisa and Peter squeezed each other's hand, shared a deep sigh, got on their knees and looked at the screen with scowls in their faces.

Then, both geniuses knelt down without letting go of the other's hand, and said:

"We admit that we are nothing but dog shit stains that have tainted your paths for far too long and we are sorry for wasting precious resources on our pitiful projects when you could've used them on making actual scientific prowesses..." Peter said.

"We also beg for your forgiveness and hope that this will put an end to the conflict between us. We are willing to comply with any further demands you may have in order to ensure the safety and well-being of our loved ones." Lisa said, her voice laced with bitterness.

Peter nodded in agreement, his jaw clenched tightly as he tried to suppress his anger. He knew that they had no choice but to comply if they wanted to protect their family and friends from further harm.

Meanwhile, the trio on the screen chuckled smugly, satisfied with their victory over their rivals.

"Good. We're glad you finally understand your place in this world." Dexter sneered. "That's why you'll understand why we won't stop any of the retaliations we took against your beloved family and friends..."

"What?!" Peter and Lisa snapped in indignation.

"That's how it is, you shouldn't take it personal, that's just how businesses are..." Mason chuckled.

"You miserable pieces of shit!" Lisa yelled as she pointed an accusatory finger at the screen. "You promised you would!"

"And that's why you are were you are right now, you are too gullible." James said as he grinned. "And now... We must go, we have important issues to attend, like dismantling the Ace Savvy team and erase all content related to the Full-House Gang, and our deal with Horizon Labs."

As the call ended, Lisa and Peter remained on their knees for a few moments longer, feeling defeated and humiliated, but above all, furious.

They had played along what their archenemies had wanted, thinking they'd honor their word, but like always, they had underestimated how low they could stand.

They had always known perfectly what DexTron Technologies and its creators were, but it seemed like the rest of the world wouldn't see it that way.

Finally, still enraged, Peter grabbed the coffee table with amazing ease and threw it at the screen, embedding the object into it and rendering both useless as Lisa got up and walked over to the countertop where she placed her phone, while it was still buzzing with messages from her contacts.

She turned it off and took a deep breath before turning back to face her husband.

"Be at ease, my beloved husband. Blind rage will do no good to us right now, since we have some work to do." Lisa said with a determined look in her eyes as she fixed her glasses.

Peter sighed and got up, then he nodded in agreement, his own resolve strengthened by his wife's words as he clenched his fists.

"We'll show them what we're really made of." Peter said firmly.

And with that, the couple began planning their next move, determined to prove DexTron Technologies wrong and show the world what true geniuses looked like.

But first, they would need to gather up a team.

For his part, Lincoln did not know what to do now, as he just couldn't believe that even in this situation, his little sister and his brother in law were still able to think of a way to get back at the trio who had just ruined everyone's lives.

And while he just watched them start to plan their payback, he sighed heavily and sat down on a nearby chair, attracting the geniuses' attention to him.

"Oh, Lincoln, I had forgotten you were here." Peter said. "K.A.R.E.N., initiate Hangover Protocol."

"Way ahead of you, dad." K.A.R.E.N. said as a bottle of electrolytes was offered to Lincoln by some sort of drone.

"You guys really think of every scenario, huh?" Lincoln sighed as he grabbed the bottle.

"We like to be ready to help every time we can. We didn't want to repeat the incidents that occurred when we found out about Lynn, Luna and Harry's addictions." Lisa said. "However, that brings into question, why are you hungover?"

"'Why shouldn't I?' would be a better question..."

"Blood is thicker than water, indeed... What happened?" Peter asked as Lincoln drank the electrolytes.

"Last night I was coming home from a really good talk with the executives at Timely, I found out that my dear wife Maggie is having an affair..."

At that moment, Lisa stopped dead in her tracks and her eyes shimmered in red.

"What the fuck did you just say that that emo whore did?" Lisa growled.

"Lis, calm down. Like you said, we need to think this through, and being the fourth and third greatest minds of our time, we'll manage to get back at that cheating emo as well." Peter said as he helped Lisa take a seat. "As long as Lincoln can prove that she has indeed betrayed her wedding vows, we will not attack an innocent."

Lincoln sighed and pulled out his phone, then he handed it to his brother in law, who played the video in it, grimacing in disgust at the explicit evidence that Lincoln had recorded.

In the video, he could see the aforementioned woman moaning loudly as she rode a man's lap like a mad cowgirl, accompanying her moans with a series of insults towards Lincoln's performance in the bedroom.

"Ok, ok, I believe you." Peter sighed as he handed the phone back to Lincoln.

"You didn't notice, did you?" Lincoln sighed. "The man in the video is Pines."

"Ok, we just need to kidnap both and I can neuter them..." Lisa snapped.

"No, we can't do that, at least not with Mason, he always has bodyguards nearby." Peter said. "Plus, everyone would notice..."

"Besides, Maggie cheating on me was just the tip of the iceberg." Lincoln growled before taking a sip of electrolytes. "So this morning, when I went back home, I found out that Maggie had also ran away with Mason, leaving a note stating that I'm a fucking nerd and a fucking idiot who will never be good at anything, and since I can't even pay the bills on time, she was leaving me for someone who could. And to make matters worse, it just so happens that McAllister bought Timely and he refused all my ideas for the Ace Savvy comics, and moreover, that I would not be hired at all."

"Lincoln, I'm so sorry... If I had just..." Lisa tried to say.

"No, Lis, this is not your fault, not yours and not Peter's. Those three bastards attacked me on a personal level and blamed you two because they are just a trio of motherfuckers who wanted you to feel guilty for their actions. But none of this is your fault, you guys even went as far as to let them humiliate you for a chance to give me back my job, and neither of those three fuckers honored their word."

"Still, if we had taken action before and put an end to their pettiness when we should've, none of this would've happened." Peter sighed. "But mark my words, brother, we will make them pay. We will make sure they understand why you should never poke a bear and make sure they can never try something like this again."

"We will bring them to their knees and show them no mercy whatsoever, as those subhumans do not deserve any sort of compassion." Lisa said as she stood up.

"And to start, we have to make some damage control and make sure that whatever they planned, doesn't go through. At least not fully." Peter said. "K.A.R.E.N., call all our friends and family, try to convince them to meet at the Jackpot, convince MJ to close tonight, I'll make it up to her later, and make sure to share a copy of the call with them if they get feisty."

"Want me to leave out the humiliation or should I include it?"

"Leave it, we have to show them what we did in an attempt to help them."

"Wouldn't that be manipulation?" Lincoln asked.

"Perhaps a bit, but we did do that to help them, and like always we did everything we could to help them. Plus, those three bastards wanted a war, so we need to get as many allies as possible, and we will need to play dirty if need be." Lisa sighed.

With that said, the trio looked out the window, frowning decisively at the distance, feeling a deep hatred coursing through their veins as they saw the neon tubes that composed the DexTron Technologies logo on their tower.