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Uncle Dick came to visit you nearly every day. Often he would sneak into your bed as soon as Mommy left for work. During those mornings, you awoke to the sensation of having your pussy stuffed with his penis as he rocked back and forth. As soon as he saw you were awake, his thrusting intensified, pausing only to deposit a load of semen into your belly, before once again resuming his onslaught. This would continue until it was almost time for Uncle to leave for work. He would quickly make breakfast for you and your cousins, and then dash out the door with a piece of toast.
The problem was this didn't leave you a lot of time to clean up. Peter often came in to help you wipe, but there were far more times that you had to go to school with your tummy still full of his sperm. By the time you got home in the afternoon, your panties always had a huge wet spot from all the liquid that dribbled out of your pussy during the day.
Of course, this didn't only happen in the morning. Uncle Dick began coming home from work earlier and earlier, sometimes even beating you home. When this happened, Uncle would be waiting for you at the door, pulling you to his bedroom the moment you stepped inside. For the rest of the day, until dinnertime, he would continuously pump your stomach full, stopping only to grab a drink before returning to stuff you full of his cock. By the time it was over, you were completely exhausted, usually relying on Peter again, to get you cleaned up in time to eat.
You didn't mind this, of course. It pleased you to no end, as you realized how happy you were making Uncle feel with your tiny body. Beside, although he was still rougher than Peter had been, it still felt really good when he rubbed his penis inside you. Not only that, the whole family could tell a difference in his behavior. Even Mommy commented one time that Uncle Dick seemed happy the two of you were staying with him in his house, even though you were basically freeloading. Of course, both you and Peter knew the reason for it, but kept it a secret... Uncle Dick's warning still fresh in your mind.
As for Peter, you often asked him whenever you had a break if you could pleasure him again, like you did on that first day. However, Peter never took you up on your offer, always showing you a sad expression as he wrapped his arms tight around you, and repeatedly apologizing, as if something bad was happening to you because of him. You don't know why he was sorry, after all, Uncle Dick was happier than ever to use your body, often rewarding you and the rest of your family with special treats he whipped up in the kitchen. This made Willy and Ana happier too, so there was no reason that Peter should feel bad.
You don't regret any of it, glowing in the fact that it was because of you that everyone was so happy now. You end your story to the detective as you proudly thump your chest.
The lady detective looks like she's been blushing, because her cheeks are red. Even after you finish talking, she continues writing in her notepad for another few minutes.
Finally, she looks up at you. "So this is still going on? He is still having sex with you every day? Even this morning?" The lady has a concerned look on her face now as she peers into your face.
"Of course not. He never does it if Mommy is still in the house." For some reason, he still wanted to keep it a secret from Mommy. "The last time he did it was yesterday night when I was in the middle of taking a bath." The detective blinks, and then asks, "He comes in during your bath too?"
"Yeah! He doesn't do it very long though, usually only once or twice before he helps wash me clean." You were more than willing to let him continue, of course, but he said he didn't want to make anyone suspicious by taking too long in the bathroom.
The detective gives a long sigh, and then writes another long note in her book. Finally she finishes, and stands up. "Well, Angela. Thank you for telling me all this." You nod to her, and she turns to the door. Before she reaches it, however, she pauses and turns back around to look at you again.
"By the way, was there any other times you had a boy touch you down there?" You think to yourself, recalling the memories of the past two months.
Actually, there was also that time...
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