This is my first story, so please go easy on me ;-; and also leave a review if you can. I am always looking for ways I can make my writing better. Anyway, this story is basically going to be nothing but smut and Loudcest, with a plot. I do not condone incest, but there really are not many other ships in this show. As always, if you are not mature enough or would be offended if you read this story, then Don't read it! The characters here are 1 year older than the characters in the show, so that means that Lincon is 12.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Loud House, or any of the involved characters. If I did, I would be off making a ton of money off the copyrights and would not have time to write fanfictions :C
It was a hot and sunny day, and Lincoln was in his usual spot on the couch, reading the latest edition of his favorite comic. Years ago, he had preferred to read them in his undies, but as he had matured, he had realized that while it was very comfortable, it was inappropriate to do so in a house always bustling with activity, even on early Sunday mornings. He had also been in the process of growing .. hair in his crotch regions and he was very self conscious about it.
Speaking of which, where was everyone? He realized that the only sound in the entire house was the low drone of the television he had on in the background. This was very unusual. Besides having 10 noisy sisters sharing the house with him, his parents were usually up and heating up morning joe at this time of the morning.
He decided to go investigate where everyone was. While this might have sounded strange, Lincoln decided that the most likely place to look would be the heating vents. Lola and Lana had recently discovered that they had access to the entire house through them, and spent every morning crawling around and generally causing ruckus. In fact, that was what woke him up today, muted sounds of conversation emanating from them.
The closest vent that could fit a person was in the kitchen. He went into the kitchen, and peered into the black depths of the metal construct. He heard the same tones that had awoken him, but this time he they seemed to be louder and more aggressive, almost like there was an argument going on.
"Hello!" he shouted. The sound ended almost immediately. Thinking that they had just gotten quieter, he peered his head deeper into the vents. Suddenly, he heard footsteps behind him. He only had time to look up before he felt clammy hands push him head first into the vent. He tumbled down, fear and confusion filling his mind. His head slammed against hard metal, and he was knocked out cold.
Lincoln's eyes fluttered open. He had trouble seeing anything, as an intense light was shining into his eyes. The first thing he noticed was a large weight on his shoulders and neck. From further inspection, he realized that it was a large cast iron neck cuff, chained to the wall, or at least the part of the wall that caught the glare of the light. Besides his immediate area, there was nothing but darkness.
"Where was he?" He wondered. He had thought it was the basement but since when had there been a neck cuff? Someone would have had to put it around me and lock it around his neck, which means that someone had forcefully brought him here.
Lincoln's vision began to adjust to the darkness, and he gradually saw the outlines of the walls around him. This was their families basement alright, but who had put him there?
Out of the dimly illuminated darkness, human shapes began to emerge. To his relief, he noticed that it was some of his sisters. Luan, Luna, Lynn, and Leni loud.
"Thank god you guys are here! Can you please help me out of this cuff?" Lincoln yelled. He put his hands against the cool surface of the metal, and began to try to push it off. It was tight, and it was hard to breath with it over his neck. For some reason, none of them appeared to be a hurry to help him. In fact, he was unable to recognize the expressions on their faces. They appeared to a combination of excitement and some kind of primal hunger.
"Looks like you are in a bit of a tight situation" Luan chuckled. This was all wrong, Lincoln thought. What were they doing? Could they have been the ones that put him in these chains?
Leni, who quickly appeared to be the ringleader of this operation, stepped forwards. "Linc, we've brought you down here for a special .. . assignment." She smiled a toothy but menacing smile, and said "Us sisters have decided to make you our honorary slave!"
Lincoln sputtered "W.. what!?" This couldn't be happening; it must have been some sort of bad dream, something that he could wake up from. He desperately pinched himself. Luna laughed "This is more than real. We are going to go upstairs and have some breakfast, and after that, Lynn is going to, well, have some fun with you." She laughed, and they headed upstairs, leaving him all alone.
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