A self Reliant Woman (Excessive cum, self-impregnation, commission)

There were two women in the photo. One was a blonde with long, curly hair and arresting eyes, the other, a short haired brunette with a sultry smile and smoky, tired looking features. The two women were standing side by side with their arms wrapped around each other, and the longer Marylyn stared at it the more bitterly she wept.

The blonde in the photo was none other than herself, and the other woman was her now ex wife. The photo had been taken several years prior, right before they’d gotten married, and things had been good… for awhile.

The two had been fighting for several months up to that point, and though she herself had been the one to initiate it, Kayla had blown it up into the mess that had ultimately ended their marriage. The issue was common and the cause of many a marital spat and breakup: Marylyn wanted children, Kayla didn’t.

There was more to it than that, of course. At first, Kayla had made a myriad of excuses, and her spouse had always nodded and smiled disappointingly in an attempt to understand where her wife was coming from. The reasons for not wanting to start were numerous, and they ranged anywhere between ‘we just can’t afford it right now’ to ‘let’s wait until we have a house’.

Within the last two years, Marylyn had worked her ass off and had not only gotten a huge promotion, but had also closed a deal on a brand new house for the two of them to move into.

The moving had been stressful enough, but they’d weathered that storm well. It wasn’t until a week later, after they’d more or less settled in, when the trouble began.

The conversation had gotten out of hand quickly, and over the course of a few days, their five year relationship had fallen apart. Now, all the woman had to show for it was a lonely three bedroom house and her ex wife’s words ringing in her ears.

“I’m never going to make you happy because I never want kids!”

Marylyn remembered the woman’s words again and cried fresh tears. It was nearly time for her to head to work, and she thrust the photo away from herself and wiped her face angrily, “Gah, I’ve gotta pull it together… I can’t go into work looking like this!”

She did a quick check of herself and made sure she had her makeup in her purse so she could primp herself on the way, then she headed out and locked the door behind her.

The stages of grief ran their course, and slowly Marylyn began to recover. Her sorrow turned to regret, her regret to apathy, and when she stopped blaming herself things started to get better.

It was around three weeks after their breakup that something else began to happen as well.

Marylyn was getting very. Very. Horny.

Everyone at work knew that she’d been in a lesbian relationship, but what they didn’t know was that Marylyn was an extremely well endowed futanari. The blonde had accepted her body at a young age, and had gotten past most of her insecurities about it, but it had been years since she’d gone so many days without masturbating.

She and Kayla had been fantastic sex partners; Kayla being a futanari as well. Since both of them had such a high sex drive, her finding release had been a relative non issue, but for the past several weeks she’d not only neglected her urges but ignored them entirely.

Three weeks of abstinence was beginning to catch up to her, however. With every day that passed, her girl cock grew heavier, and an annoying, aching itch was beginning to tingle throughout her body. Still, her grief had been so great that she couldn't muster the energy to jack off.

Until she became mad, that is.

It happened to her as it usually does to most people in her situation: Marylyn was at work making copies. There was something lulling and relaxing about the odd light and warm paper that was spitting gently out of the machine, and she st

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