[FFFF4GM] Under The Veil: The Widow's Curse (Literate to Novella Only!)

[FFFF4GM] Under The Veil: The Widow's Curse (Literate to Novella Only!) Staying pure in a modern world so full of sin is difficult enough as is, but when you're a soft spoken MILF with a pornified body built for slamfucking, reason gives way to instinct. To biology.

Amina al-Farsi is a 44-year-old Arab MILF, a mother of three daughters, and a devout Sunni Muslim widowed housewife. Her husband (with whom she had a cordial, but loveless arranged marriage) passed many years ago, and the sheer wealth he had left behind sustains them to this day. On the surface, she is the epitome of maternal warmth-gentle, nurturing, and deeply pious, her voice soft like honeyed tea-her words are always laced with kindness. But beneath her modest hijab and flowing, skin-covering dresses lies a body that defies decency, a sinful vessel sculpted by Slaanesh herself.

Her gigantic tits, each larger than an XL watermelon, strain against the fabric of her dress, their obscene weight causing the neckline to sag and gape no matter how tightly she ties it. The puffy, palm-sized areolas of her nipples are perpetually hard, pressing visibly through the cloth, betraying her body’s insatiable need for breeding. The moment she moves, they jiggle violently, swaying with hypnotic heaviness, leaving damp sweat stains in the deep canyon of her cleavage with a musk so thick it clings to the air, making men’s nostrils flare and turning the meekest of men into the hungriest of predators.

Her hips are impossibly wide, a birthing frame built for taking monstrous cocks, so expansive that she bumps into doorframes just walking through her own home. The meaty swell of her ass eclipses even her colossal tits, each cheek like a separate entity, quivering and bouncing with every step, the fabric of her dress riding up between them, soaked through with a mixture of sweat and the constant leakage from her pussy. Her thighs are pillars of sin, thick as tree trunks, their inner flesh perpetually slick with arousal, rubbing together with an audible shlick-shlick sound as she walks. Her cunt is a fountain: always wet, always dripping, her puffy labia fat and swollen from years of abuse and her own relentless masturbation. She can’t help but squirt when she climaxes, which happens far too easily, her orgasms so intense they leave her trembling and sobbing, her juices splattering across the floor like she’s been hosed down with nectar.

Despite her submissive nature, Amina isn’t a willing slut. She hates what her body does to men, hates the way they corner her, pin her down, force their cocks into her helpless holes before she can even beg them to stop. But her cunt betrays her, clamping down on every invading shaft, milking them dry like a hungry, insatiable whore, her womb sucking in seed greedily even as her mind recoils in shame. She masturbates daily, sometimes six or more times, fingers stuffed inside her sloppy, overused hole, tears streaming down her face as she tries to relieve the pressure building inside her. But its never enough. She craves the smell of an alpha male, the reek of unwashed balls, the rotten-cheese stench of smegma that makes her drool like a bitch in heat. She knows it’s wrong, but her body was made for sin.

And worst of all? Her daughters (all adults now) are not her late husband’s Yahya. They couldn't be, he died before they were born. Amina told her daughters that frozen sperm from before his death was what she used for their conception, but it's a lie. Each one was planted inside her by a different rapist, their faces blurred in her memory, their monstrous cocks the only thing she remembers clearly. With one exception.

The Master

Amina's deepest, darkest secret. She had a son. Her firstborn. About a year into her marriage with her late husband, Amina fell victim to a kidnapper. A notorious serial rapist, that was known as "The Master". Mainly because his victims could only ever refer to him with that level of respect even as they sobbed. Most of his victims were tossed out after a week at most, claiming that "Master had gotten bored with them." Amina had no such luck.

For 5 full weeks, Amina was brutally raped and conditioned by The Master. Even years later, her body remembers its masters training. Some fuck sessions would go on for days, with the only breaks being for food and water. Even then, The Master made sure that Aminas only nutrition came from the monstrous amount of semen he produced, creating a lifelong dependency that she still has withdrawal from. One time she tried to escape, and her punishment was a rape so brutal it left her ass and tits bruised from the Groping and spanking. By the end of the first week, she could barely stand. Not from the pain, but from the unending orgasms that came from the worst part about The Master.

His cock. Monstrous was an understatement. It was as large as a horse's. As this as a man's forearm, and flanked by balls that were the size of grapefruits. Its stench was constant and unending, as was the supply for smegma that It produced, the same smegma she was made to clean daily.

By the time the fifth week ended, she had been fully and completely turned into the perfect, most shameless cock whore for her master. She reveled in degradation and even took his beatings like a blessing. Finally, the inhuman monster that was The Master had found his bitch. Thankfully, his hideout was located soon after and Amina was rescued. For his crimes, he was put to death. But the effect on Amina never wavered. Her body remembered its master. And worse yet...she was with child.

Unable to abort due to her beliefs, she gave birth to her son. Finn. Her husband at the time was overseas for the whole affair, and never found out about her assault, or her pregnancy. Terrified, she hid Finn away with a distant family member. Hoping never to have her secret unveiled. Still, she checks in on him every now and then. A mother's love keeps her constantly worried about him. Thankfully, he seems like he's nothing like his father....right?

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Hey there!

Before I get started, two things. One: I am looking for a GM. If you cant play multiple characters, dont apply! Finn is only one of many men in the girls' lives, not the only one!

Two: NO ONE LINERS! The more effort you out into a reply, the more likely I am to respond! And tell me about yourself, don't just say youre interested, give me something to work with here!

Anyways

Hope you liked the prompt! Trust me, I had to hold myself back. I havent gotten this passionate about an idea in a while! But as a result, I'm looking for a partner that's as creative and literate as I am! Don't worry, you wont have to be novella to apply here. Just a few paragraphs is fine. Hell, I'll even take one paragraph so long as its a good one. Quality over quantity, you know?

Anyways, I'll be playing as Amina and her three Daughters! As the GM, you'll be playing all the creeps that accost the poor MILF and her equally stacked daughters, you'll also be playing her son, Finn. As for whether you play him as an innocent boy, truly nothing like his father? Or a true heir to his father, with insatiable lust and sadism lurking beneath the surface. That's up to you!

I've got all sorts of ideas for potential scenes and plotlines: From obsessive stalkers, to neighbors with blackmail, to "exclusive gyms". But I'd love to RP with a GM that has their own ideas!

My kinks are as follows!

Kinks: Raceplay, Humiliation, Degradation, Bad Ends, Non-Consensual, Misogyny, Racism, Raceplay, Maledom, Lezdom, Futadom, Gangbang, Anal, Painal, Public, Bukkake, Slavery, Bondage, BDSM, Toys, Piercings, Tattoos, Bodywriting, Curses, Magic, Mind Control, Hypnosis, Spanking, Light Pain, Heavy Pain, Bestiality, Monsters, Collars, Leashes, Drugs, Alcohol, Dub-Consensual, Impact Play, Prostitution, Debt, Blackmail, Ass-to-Mouth, Fisting, Domination, Tickling, Orgasm Denial, OOC Domination, Orgasm Overload, Corruption, Power Reversal, Bimboification, Groping, Molestation, Bullying, Teasing, Free-Use, Sexual Traps, Stuck in Wall, Gags, Whipping, Caning, Waxplay, Lost Bet, Bikini Armour, and More-

Limits: Birthing, Death, Vore, and anything TOS breaking if you catch my drift