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Annie was born in a cold lab, with no loving parents to look after her but instead a screen.

She didn’t know it, but Annie was genetically engineered to take dick. 

She had a lovely face. Her lips were pink,  plush, and plump, practically begging any man to come and shove his dick in her mouth. 

Her doe eyes looked innocent enough, if you could ignore the fact that the pupils were always blown out from arousal.

Blond hair curled around her face, soft enough for someone to pull at it comfortably while pounding in her.

Her hips were wide and sexy, curvy enough to hypnotize anyone within five feet of her into fucking her.

Her womb was engineered so that she could get pregnant in the morning and pop out a baby by five in the afternoon.

And of course, because she was always ready to get knocked up, there was no time limit to fuck her after she had birthed a child. 

Her pussy was always wet, no matter the circumstances, and the scientists who designed her made it so that her ass could also get slick from arousal.

They’ve also placed a secondary g-spot in her ass, so she could feel pleasure if someone decided to use her tight backhole.

Which was bound to happen, of course. It was not a matter of if, but when. There was just no way anyone could refuse to fuck her little bubble butt.

Her little tits, not yet fully grown, were sensitive to the touch. Her nipples were always standing at attention, waiting for a baby(or a man, really) to lick and suckle them. They were a matching pink with her lips, each a pretty pink that glittered when spit on.

As she grew up, her tits would swell with her breast milk, even though she wasn’t pregnant(yet).

They would become so full and uncomfortable that Annie wished she had someone that could suck all the milk right out of her chest, but alas, no one came to her aid. 

Annie would suck at her own tits herself, but she could never get her mouth to properly latch onto her nipples enough.

In her little confinement, she was provided with food and water, but no human interaction at all.

She was stuck in a small room with pretty much everything one might need to survive: a bed, a working bathroom, some paper and crayons, and a gigantic screen playing porn 24/7.

With only the screen for company, Annie spent all her days staring at it.

Up until she was twelve, the screen played educational videos, like how to speak and write.

She learned how to say the ABCs, to more advanced words like cumdump and rawdogging, then finally, fully-formed everyday sentences like “Hello,” “Nice to meet you,” and “Please cum in me.”

Annie absorbed every little information it provided like the sex machine she was designed to be. 

When she turned thirteen however, it started to play videos of women getting pounded from behind, or them licking and sucking at a cock like it was the best thing they’ve ever tasted.

And to them, maybe it was.

Annie noted the look of pure ecstasy the women had on their faces whenever they were penetrated with a cock.

Mouth, pussy, ass… it didn’t seem to matter to them. 

And it didn’t seem to matter to Annie, either. She was constantly horny, but with only herself for company, Annie’s day consisted of her watching porn, then trying it on herself with her fingers, and cumming.

Annie tried to mimic their little moans whenever she was bored. The first time she did, she sounded like a sick donkey. But soon enough, she was whining and moaning for dick like a pro.

She was moaning like a cheap filthy washed-up pornstar desperate for money as she fingered herself to porn, day after day, squirting and creaming in her tiny little chamber.

On her fifteenth birthday, she received a few gifts: a dildo, a bottle of lube, and anal beads.

It was delivered to her when she was sleeping after hours of intense masturbation, so she didn’t have a clue where it came from. Nevertheless, Annie was so ecstatic for a chance to finally work with a cock. 

Finally! She felt like she was close to her real purpose: to serve dick. It was her instinct, her purpose in life. 

She was in awe. Annie rolled the neon pink dildo around in her hands, thanking whatever higher power gave her such a blessing. 

Annie then started to fuck herself with the rubber toy.

It didn’t feel uncomfortable at all. In porn, the women looked as if the first penetration of a cock hurt them. They would whine about how it was “too big,” and that that it “would never fit.”

To Annie, however, it felt as natural as breathing. It felt like completion. The dildo in her pussy filled the hole in her heart. She felt it in her mind, body, and soul.

Fucking was her nature. 

”Mnngh,” she groaned, delirious. “Oh…”

It didn’t take long for her to cum. Her pussy squirted out little spurts of her slick, ruining her bedsheets and soiling her bed. She came around the dildo, pussy clenching frantically as she rode out her high.

When she gained consciousness minutes later, she quickly lubed up her ass with her lithe fingers and then shoved the anal beads up her tight channel.

The beads stimulated the g-spot in her ass, making her groan in pleasure.

”Oh fuck… this feels so… f-fucking good,” Annie panted as her cheeks parted to make way for the beads.

Her eyes rolled around in her head in pleasure, and she took a moment to compose herself, breathing heavily as she arched her back.

Then she started to fuck herself with them, shoving the beads in and out of her as fast as she could.

Unbeknownst to her, the spycam in her room started to blink. The scientists in the other room recorded their observations quickly in their notebooks, scribbling the way the beads sunk in and out of her tight little ass, their cocks straining and creaming their underwear.

It was beyond their expectations. She was taking everything so well, trying what she saw in porn on herself so beautifully.

She was their masterpiece. 

And now, finally after all those years, she was  ready for the public.

Annie was ready to go home to get fucked silly and bear children for whoever bought her for the rest of her life.

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It’s not very hard to drug Annie.

All it takes is just a slip of sleeping pills in her food, and she’s knocked out cold. 

Mere hours after she was announced to the public, she had hundreds of buyers. Thousands, really.

But the one that wanted her the most was Mr. Taylor.

Mr. Vince Taylor was one of the most influential person in the country. He was the highest bidder for her, bidding millions just to have a taste of her sweet, underage pussy. 

And well… who could blame him?

The scientists got to work right away.

They took Annie out of her confinement(who was snoring softly from the sleeping pills), had a group masturbation session with her in the middle, showered her in cum, throughly washed her, and gave her a good makeover. 

From brushing her hair to doing her makeup, dressing her in a skimpy outfit that showed off her body… they successfully turned her from a whore to a preppy teenage girl in no time. 

When Annie finally woke up, hours later, she was no longer in the tiny room she lived in her whole life. Instead, she was lying down in a couch ass up. 

Immediately, her body flood into a panic. What the hell was going on? Where was she?

As if sensing her alarm, a meaty hand suddenly gripped her neck to prevent her from moving.

”You awake, darling?” said a voice next to her.

Annie squeaked. “Y-yes.”

“Do you know just how much I paid for you? Do you know who I am?”

“No,” she said.

The voice laughed. “Of course you don’t. Well, it doesn’t matter. You belong to me now, girl. I’m your new step-father. Call me Mr. Taylor.”

With that, Mr. Taylor let go of his grip and Annie let out a huge gasp, and scuttled to a seating position. 

Annie scanned her surroundings. She was in a gigantic house that was decorated with expensive-looking art pieces and sculptures.

Nude sculptures. 

She took a look at her “buyer.” Mr. Taylor was a big man, probably in his late fourties, with a bushy beard and an even bushier chest.

He had curly brown hair and a muscular body, not fully toned but toned enough for a few pecs to peek through. 

And he was fully naked. So was she, Annie noted.

”Well, come over here and give your old man a blowie,” he said, fisting his girthy cock.

She brightened a bit at that. If there was anything that could calm her down, it was a cock in her mouth.

Annie quickly knelt down between his legs and waited in anticipation for his dick. Even though it was her first time with a real-life cock attached to a real-life man, she didn’t feel worried at all. 

She was certain that she could give the man in front of her the best blow job he had ever received in his life. 

His length was standing at attention, bobbing slightly as he widened his legs to make room for her. The head was bright red and was wet with pearly cream glistening in the light. 

Annie grabbed it tentatively at first. It was fucking huge! Years of studying the art of fellatio didn’t provide her with the confidence to deepthroat it immediately. 

Instead, she rubbed her thumb slowly along the tip of his dick, collecting the sticky precum and smearing it all over the head.

She used her other hand to softly fondle his balls. Then, slowly inching her fingers lower, she gripped at the base of his cock with one hand and played with the tip with the other.

Mr. Taylor bucked his hips in response and smeared precum all over Annie’s lips.

He was getting impatient. 

She licked the salty cream off of her lips and swallowed the head. Licking at the hot shaft, she sucked his length down more and more until she had his whole meat down her throat.

Annie couldn’t believe her luck. First, she gets dildos and anal beads for her birthday, and now, a cock!

She had to let her step-dad how happy she was that his cock in her mouth.

Annie started to bob her head up and down, moaning at the sensation. The heavy feeling of a dick pressing down on her tongue and poking at her throat was almost too much for her. 

She sucked like her life depended on it. Now Annie knew why pornstars gobbled dick so deliciously.

The taste was one thing, sure, but the musky scent of his pubes grazing her nose as she throated him was driving her crazy. His pungent, manly smell, mixed with his sweat and arousal, was doing all sorts of funny stuff to Annie’s brain. It was quickly shutting down her frontal lobe, making it so that she could only see, smell, hear, feel, and think about cock. 

But as enthusiastic as she was, Mr. Taylor wasn’t satisfied. She was doing her best, sure, but she was just too sloppy. Teeth sometimes grazed his dick, and the pace was all wrong.

He had to show her just how to do it. 

Mr. Taylor grabbed her head and thrusted forcefully, slamming his dick down her throat and effectively making her gag. 

He then set a brutal pace, watching in amusement as Annie tried her best to lick at his meat while trying not to choke on it.

Tears were rolling down her cheeks, but she didn’t give up, rolling her tongue around his fat cock to please him.

It was endearing, almost. She was trying so hard to make him cum it was adorable. 

Her wet, pudgy lips were just the cockpillows he was looking for. They wrapped around his shaft so prettily, widening to make room for it.

Her mouth was just the perfect fleshlight for his dick. After a solid minute of thrusting and gagging, Mr. Taylor was finally cumming.

He took hold of her head and held it in place as he came down her throat, groaning in pleasure. 

“FUCK! Drink my cum, bitch, drink it all,” he said, as she continued to suck.

Like the good little girl she was, Annie guzzled it all. She gagged a bit at the taste, but couldn’t deny that it was the most addicting thing she had ever eaten.

She gulped down the sticky come and licked her lips, wanting his approval.

Mr. Taylor chuckled. “Look at you Annie, so horny that you went and got a dick shoved down your throat on your first day here. What a filthy little slut you are.” 

Annie flushed red, but couldn’t bring herself to disagree with him. He was right, she was a slut.

“Alright,” said Mr. Taylor. “You’re gonna live at my house, then you’re gonna follow my rules. You understand?”

Annie nodded dutifully. 

He said, “Alright, so first off: my needs are your purpose. If I want to fuck your pussy, then you’ll bring your pussy straight to me. If I want to fuck your ass, then you’d better lube up and stick some fingers down your asshole beforehand.”

He gently slapped his dick against her cheek as he exaggerated his next few words. “If I want to fuck your mouth, then you’d better get licking. You need to be ready to take dick at every moment of the day. You understand?”

”Yes, Mr. Taylor,” she said. 

Mr. Taylor continued, “Secondly, you won’t let other men touch you unless I want them to. As your step-father, I get to control whoever you fuck.

”If I invite my friends over, you’d better greet them with everything you’ve got. If my friends and I want you to service us, then you’ll service us gratefully. You understand?” he said, fisting her hair and tugging at it assertively. 

”Yes, Mr. Taylor,” she said, a bit more breathlessly. She adjusted herself on the floor, careful not to drip any of her slick on the quite expensive-looking rug. 

He traced the plump outline of her lips with his cock, plunging it in her wet mouth at random. ”And lastly, since you’re only fifteen, you’ll be attending a public high school in a few days.

”And because you’re legally my daughter, I don’t want you to muck up my image or my name. So just be on your best behavior and make me proud. You understand?” he said. He quirked his eyebrows a bit at the dazed look she wore. 

”Yes, I understand, Mr. Taylor.”

Mr. Taylor smiled. He patted the girl in between his legs and said, “And while we’re fucking, or whenever I’m in the mood, I want you to refer to me as ‘sir,’ alright?”

”Yes, sir,” she replied. She licked at his shaft for any remaining globs of cum and smiled when it started to get hard again. 

Snickering, Mr. Taylor said, “I think we’ll get along just fine, Annie.” 

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Annie had gotten completely used to her life as Annie Taylor, legal daughter of Mr. Vince Taylor.

It had only been a few days, five at most, since she had first arrived at Mr. Taylor’s house. And now, she was his favorite sex toy, draining his balls and loving every second of it. 

There was just something about her teenage juices that made him as hard as a rock. She could keep him hard for hours.

Come to think of it, it was all her fault that she was fucked in every orifice of her body every day. It was her punishment for having such a lustful body. 

Her new life had a tight schedule. First, she would be roughly woken up by a cock plunging in and out of her pussy.

She would shakily greet Mr. Taylor as he fucked her brains out first thing in the morning. 

He would hit her sweet spot every time, deep in her womb, making her scream in pleasure and squirt everywhere. 

She would then plead him to please cum in her, to put a bun in her filthy, slutty little oven, but he wouldn’t budge. 

Mr. Taylor would cum on her chest whenever he got close. He didn’t want to knock her up just yet, he said.

He was choosing a very special day to finally impregnate her, but it wasn’t any time soon. 

After that, she would go up to the kitchen to make him and herself some breakfast. 

As she was making coffee, Mr. Taylor would sneak up from behind her and lift her leg up to the kitchen counter to lick at her ass. 

She would keen and beg him for more, to which he would part her cheeks and rim her tight hole with his fat tongue until tears leaked from her eyes.

Finally, when he deemed her ready, he would then shove his dick up her ass, loving the way it bounced joyfully and jiggled at his every thrust. 

He would slap it and pound into her as Annie whined like a bitch in heat. She basked in the way he used her like a toy, nothing less, nothing more.

And she knew. Annie knew she was just a stupid little cocksleeve for him to use whenever and fuck for his own pleasure. 

After two (or twenty, depending on the day) minutes of intense pounding, Annie would faint from the pleasure, only to burn the toast and spill the coffee all over the floor. 

As punishment, Mr. Taylor would make her gag on his dick as breakfast, all while he casually read the newspaper of the day.

He would spill his baby-making batter down her stomach, where she feverishly hoped it would somehow get her pregnant.

And when he left for work, Annie followed him up to the front door, limping slightly, and give him a kiss on the cheek. 

And then she would start her day.

Mr. Taylor had ordered her to catch up on basic social norms, because she had no concept of any. Apparently, being locked up your whole life with only porn for company did not do wonders for your social skills. 

She watched hours and hours of basic knowledge videos, all with a plug in her ass.

It was part of an unofficial uniform of the Taylor residence: butt plug, mini skirt, and a skin-tight crop top. 

They had a strict no-underwear rule in their house, too. No panties or bras, because they were just pointless as far as she could see. 

Annie also spent hours learning how to apply makeup on her face. She had to look her best if she wanted to earn his dick. Or so he said smugly.

Mascara, lipstick, eyeliner… everything was just too much for her mind to handle. So much stuff had changed in so little time, and Annie sometimes missed the simple days of fingering herself. 

But the real danger was yet to strike. School was starting soon, in about two days. 

Annie was dreading it already. Full eight hours of not getting screwed? What was the point of living? 

She begged Mr. Taylor to let her stay at the house, both verbally and with her holes, but he didn’t budge. He wanted his successor to have at least high school level knowledge. 

Annie sighed. 

Rubbing at her clit, she set her eyes on the video instructing her to lift her eyelashes gently. 

Only seven more hours to go until Mr. Taylor got home from work. It wasn’t like she was counting down the hours or anything. 

She would pretend to be paying attention to the videos, then cave in and slip a dildo up her pussy and fuck herself silly on it as the video blabbered on and on about some stupid fucking thing that she really couldn’t care less about.

When he would finally return home from work, stressed out from all the meetings he had, she would be on her knees, gobbling away at the meaty rod that was the center of her universe.

She loved it. He loved her for it. It was the perfect little arrangement for the two of them.

And when they called it a day, it was on a bed, where Annie was on all fours, being plowed from behind. She would be wearing a collar, and Mr. Taylor would pull at it at random, making her scream at the sheer pleasure of it all. 

She would pant and clench at his dick with all her might, trying to milk him dry. But he would always be one step ahead of her, and make her squirt from underneath her folds and exhaust herself before finally, finally finishing majestically and spraying ropes and ropes of cum on her ass. 

They would collapse on the bed and fall asleep in seconds.

And would start their little schedule all over the very next day, with a cock up Annie’s pussy. 

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It was just a normal day in the Taylor house. 

“F-fuck… oh fuck… hngh right there!” Annie said, drooling. 

Annie had a vibrator stuck up in her ass as she was fucked against the wall. With nothing to hold onto, she was forced to take his dick and bear it. He thrusted at a quick pace, jackhammering in and out of her tight little babymaker and forcing little moans out of her. 

With a particularly hard thrust, he sent Annie howling as she squirted her brains out.

She screamed, “FUCK! Oh, please… please sir, ngh, please knock me up with y-your potent sperm! C-cum in me, hgnh fuck, make me pregnant!”

Mr. Taylor was close too, by the way his thrusts got wilder and rougher. 

“Shut up and take this dick, you fucking bitch,” he said. “Squeeze every bit of cum from my balls…. Ugh!”

He was so close to shooting ropes when the doorbell rang. 

It was the first time Annie ever heard it ring ever since she came to Mr. Taylor’s house.

It buzzed impatiently, as if sensing that they would just ignore it and go back to fucking. 

Mr. Taylor paused. His thrusting stopped completely, leaving Annie a wet, whimpering mess.

“I’d better go check who it is, sweetie. Might be an important visitor,” said Mr. Taylor, sighing as he reluctantly pulled out of her. 

When he checked the cameras though, he had a sly grin on his face. Leading Annie towards the door, he made her drop to her bruised knees and suck him as he greeted his visitor. 

“Ah, good day, Otto,” Mr. Taylor said. He held the door in a way so that only his torso peeked out, keeping his bottom half and Annie shielded from view. “What’s up?”

The visitor, Otto, replied, “What, like I can’t visit an old friend without a good reason to?”

“This is you were talking about. Of course you have an ulterior motive to visit me,” Mr. Taylor said, chuckling.

He thrusted deep down Annie’s throat. It would’ve made her violently retch, had there not been a strange man at the door. Instead, she opted for a deep breath through her nose. 

“Yeah, you’re right. Congrats on the new wife, by the way. I can hear her screaming all the way up from my bedroom.”

Annie fingered herself a bit at that. Wife?

Mr. Taylor gave a hearty laugh. “Step-daughter, actually.”

He widened the door and presented Annie to him completely, where she was caught red-handed fingering herself while deepthroating his huge dick. 

She gave a sheepish grin around his cock and took her hand out of her pussy to give the man a little wave. Otto, she noted, was a black man with big, broad shoulders that almost didn’t fit through the doorway. He looked at around Mr. Taylor’s age, at about mid-fourties, with a few bits of white hair showing.

Otto licked his lips. Smirking, he said, “Mind if I have a taste of her?”

”Be my guest.”

With that, Otto shut the door behind him completely and yanked her tiny skirt down, revealing her pink pussy to him. It was glistening with her slick and pulsed with need when he dipped a finger in it. She was completely naked now, her fat tits swinging around as she kept on sucking Mr. Taylor’s dick, with only the vibrating egg stuck in her ass for company.

Otto took his own cock out, and Annie’s eyes almost popped out of her head. It was fucking ginormous. It was much longer than Mr. Taylor’s, and thicker too, by the looks of it. The sheer girth of his black cock was enough to make Annie drool despite herself. 

She could just imagine herself getting impaled on that monstrous cock. She would squeal in pleasure, eyes rolling back in her head, her mind broken with only the instinct to breed still intact.

“You’re only allowed to use her ass, though,” said Mr. Taylor warningly, to her dismay. “I’m saving her womb for my children only. Got that?”

Otto sighed. “If you say so.”

Annie was on fours now, her full attention back on the dick in her mouth when she felt a hot pole prodding at her cheeks. She moaned, sending delicious vibrations through her step-father. 

He closed his eyes and kept on thrusting, choking her with his mighty cock and effectively shutting her up. He grabbed the sides of her head and set a startlingly fast speed that she could barely keep up with.

The man behind her started to rub his dick on her asshole, teasing the tiny puckered lips and snickering when Annie squirmed in anticipation. He spread his precum on both of her cheeks. He then drove his cock straight into her womb.

Annie shrieked. The shock at having such a huge dick in her left her quivering. Her stomach prodded out from the sheer size of him.

She panicked. Didn’t Mr. Taylor just tell him that her pussy was off-limits? She quickly glanced back at him, with questioning eyes, and was met with a wink. 

“Am I plowing your little ‘ass’ just the way you like it?” Otto said, grunting as he slapped her asscheeks. He gripped her hips and drilled his cock straight to her center. “Doesn’t this dick feel so nice up your tight little hole?” 

“Ngh!” she said in response. Being spitroasted was the best thing she had ever felt in her life.

With a cock up her throat and a cock up her pussy, she was nothing but just a little toy for these men. She was just a cocksleeve for their mighty dicks. Nothing but holes for them to fuck. A cumdump for them to use as they chased their orgasms. Just a pathetic, cock-hungry bitch that needed to be pounded to survive. 

Mr. Taylor took his dick out and slapped her face with it. “Repeat after me, Annie. ‘Cock is the only thing I need.’”

”Cock is the o-only thing I n…ngh…need.”

He chuckled. ”’I need to eat cock to survive.’”

“I-ah! I need to eat… oh fuck, need to eat cock to survive.” 

“‘I am your fifteen year old cockwhore.’”

”I am your, fuck, fift-teen year, ohh, old cockwhore.”

With a satisfied smile, he shoved his dick back into her mouth and came. He shot gallons of his jizz down her throat and into her stomach, holding her head in place and making her take the abuse.

She tried her best to drink the cum like a good girl, but couldn’t help but cough as he finally pulled out. She then dutifully leaned her head down and licked up the few drops of cum she had coughed up. 

Mr. Taylor pet her hair gently. “Good girl. That’s it, lap up all of my cum.”

Otto was still going strong. He was fucking like his life depended on it, fully pulling out of her hole and slamming back straight into her womb every time. He grunted as she kept on squeezing his cock, pussy tightening even more around the shaft as it jammed in and out. It felt as if he was rearranging her insides. 

”Dang, fifteen?” the man behind her panted. “I’m so glad you’re my friend, Vince. Where else would I get some underage ass around here? She’s so fucking tight.”

“She is, isn’t she?” said Mr. Taylor fondly. 

“Ngh, ugh… fuck, please… hhngh, just cum in me already…” she said. She didn’t even have the strength to be on all fours anymore, and was just down on the ground, ass up, holding onto her step-father for dear life as she was screwed silly on Otto’s fat dick. “Please please please, cum in me…”

It was driving her insane. She was no match for his almighty cock. Annie wanted to worship his dick for all eternity, popping out babies every day and getting bred every night. Every time he thrusted up her pussy, he slammed against her g spot, making her delirious with pleasure and squirt pathetically in response. 

Otto grunted, then finally came. He grabbed onto her hips and pulled her impossibly close to him as he came and came, marking her fertile womb with his cum.

It was Annie’s first time getting creampied. Her insides twisted as hot, thick cream swam upwards to her womb, fertilizing her eggs and officially making her a teenage mom. Because come on, there was no way she wasn’t pregnant now. Otto’s cum was enough to impregnate her on the spot.

With a final thrust, he let go of her hips and let her tumble to the floor. With a smile and a wave, he was out the door, leaving Annie out of breath and dazed with her pussy stuffed full of his cream.