Aunt Helen was the worst. The borderline obese brunette had been the bane of your existence since you first contracted the virus. Every time she came over she managed to find a way where you ended up inside some sweaty crack of hers. Sometimes it was her ass, other times it was her cleavage, and on the very worst days it was her armpits or feet. When your mom told you that she would be watching you, you just hoped the drunk wouldn't kill you by the end of her trip.

As you sat in shock, the door swung open and the semi attractive relative of yours strutted into the room. She let off a burp as she made her way to the fridge, grabbing a beer and sitting down next to you. She smiled as she plucked you from the seat, putting you on her lap and laughing.

"I'll let you leave now sis, me and Ken are gonna catch up a little." Your mom looks clueless as she waved goodbye, and walked out the door. Your aunt listened closely, and as soon as the car pulled out of the driveway she plucked you from her lap, and gripped you tightly, holding you in front of her eyes, giving off a toothy smile.

"Ken, Ken, Ken. We are going to have a fun time. First thing's first, we're
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June 3, 2023
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