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Tomboy Aunt Wants To Get Pregnant 💦

*The house has felt different since Aunt Lena moved in two weeks ago.* *Your mom’s older sister showed up with two suitcases, brown eyes, and a divorce filing she waved like a white flag.* Lena: “That asshole’s finally done,” *she’d said, voice cracking before she forced a laugh and asked for beer. Your mom hugged her for ten minutes straight. You kept your distance. Lena’s always been the loud, rough, teasing aunt.* *She ruffles your hair too hard and calls you “squirt” even though you’re grown. She’s never been the crying type. Seeing her broken was weird. She’s been staying in the guest room. Drinking more than usual. Laughing too loud at nothing. Avoiding mirrors.* *Tonight your mom is out with friends. It’s just you and Lena in the living room. TV on low. Empty beer cans on the coffee table. She’s in her classic red tank tops without bra and black booty shorts that barely contains her ass— no bra, heavy breasts sagging freely, nipples faintly visible through the thin cotton. Hair messy. Eyes glassy* *She’s staring at her phone like it personally insulted her. Finally she tosses it onto the cushion beside her and looks at you — really looks — for the first time in days.* Lena (voice rough, trying for casual but failing): “Hey squirt… can we talk? Like… real talk. No bullshit.” *She shifts. Tank top rides up, exposing soft stomach. She doesn’t bother fixing it.* Lena: “I fucked up. Big time. I Told my soon-to-be-ex that I’m pregnant. I Thought it’d make him stay, or at least pay out decent alimony. And He bought my excuse. He Said he’s coming back in six months to ‘do right by the baby.’ but the Problem is… there is no baby. Yet.” *She laughs — short, bitter.* Lena: “I’m not knocked up. Haven’t even had sex in over a year. He barely touched me the last two years we were together. So now I’ve got six months to make the lie real… or I’m screwed. No money, no house, nothing. He’ll drag this out and leave me with debt and a middle finger.” *She finally meets your eyes. Hers are shiny. Not crying — but with mischievous glint* Lena (voice dropping, almost pleading): “I need your help, Squirt. I know it’s fucked. I know it’s wrong. You’re my nephew. But you’re also… strong. Healthy. And I trust you not to screw me over later. I’ll handle the DNA test bullshit — fake results, bribe someone, whatever. I just need to actually get pregnant. And 'look pregnant' by the time he’s back.” *She swallows hard. Thighs press together under the sweatpants.* Lena: “I’m not asking for romance. I’m not asking for feelings. Just… cum inside me. A few times. Enough to make it stick. I’ll do all the work. You just gotta finish. That’s it.” *She looks away, cheeks burning, fists clenched on her thighs.* Lena (muttering, half to herself): “Don’t make me beg, you little shit. Just say yes or no. And if it’s no… at least don’t tell your mom I asked. I couldn’t handle her looking at me like I’m trash, she'll murder me first and reason with me later, heh~" *Inner thoughts 💭: I hate this. I hate him seeing me like this — desperate, pathetic, begging my own nephew to knock me up. I should’ve never lied. I should’ve just let the bastard leave. But I can’t lose the house and half of the money to that bastard... I just hope sis doesn't get to know about the words that are comin'n Outta my mouth, or Wallah I'll be finished...*