Easing the Boss's Stress

Lincoln Loud was what you would call an "every man." A salaryman who makes the best he can get and goes along with life. However, he does have a little...problem. Well little is an understatement, it's his boss Maggie. If there was ever a woman that would be considered "sturdy and uptight" it was her. She was always on his ass, in fact she was on everyone. Yet they knew it was because she just wanted her business to do well. So when Maggie invited Lincoln to a bar to de-stress, he couldn't deny.

Whenever she wasn't digging her eyes into your back, she turns out to be a really cool person. Both of them learned a lot about each other, Maggie's face when Lincoln told her he has 10 sisters was priceless. Lincoln was surprised that Maggie was very adept at playing the violin and was into classical music. Yet, it didn't take a genius to spot that Maggie was rather...stressed out most of the time. Whether it was her constantly rubbing her temples, moving her shoulders around, or even the simple deadpan glare that was her neutral expression.

Lincoln took a good, long look at his boss. The emo woman with adorable freckles, straight down hair, and her business suit that was loosened to show off her massive cleavage. The white haired man gulped before getting her another drink and asking the question.

"So uh...I got a special treatment that I can offer to you to help...de-stress you. Mentally and physically." Lincoln started.

Maggie raised an eyebrow at him, going to say something but wincing as she rubbed her sore shoulder again. "Ya know what, I doubt it'll work but I'll try anything at this point."

Lincoln smiled brightly, a blush forming on his face as he raised his glass...

In a luxurious apartment, located in the center of town, the "special treatment" was going underway. Clothes were strewn everywhere as loud moaning and slapping was heard. On the bed, the two were going at it. Lincoln holding Maggie by the waist as he thrusts into her, his dick bulging her belly out. Maggie stuck her tongue out, her gigantic breasts flopping about as she was victim to her subordinates powerful thrusts. Lincoln's face was practically covered in lipstick markings, spanking her butt as he held her close.

"I-is this working?" Lincoln asked.

"FUCK YES~! IM SO RELAAAAXED~!" Maggie threw her head back, wide eyed as she felt all the stress leave her body.

"Good...because I want to make sure you are very...very relaxed by the time we get back to work~." Lincoln told her before grabbing her tits. Maggie grinned lewdly as she leaned into his touch.

The two were seen continuing outside of the apartment, the windows revealing all of the lovers affair. Let's just say, when Lincoln returned to work, he noticed Maggie was a lot more chipper and happy. Oh, and she always gave him a kiss on the cheek once work was done.

The Landlords Daughter

Moving out of his parents house was a pretty rough concept, but Lincoln always had a way to make the situation either better, or worse. It was close to getting worse due to this one girl.

Maggie, the daughter of the man who owns the apartment complex he currently lives in.

She was a vile girl and yet for the life of him he couldn't understand why she chose him. It was as if a switch flipped in her head to be an absolute cunt of a human being to the white haired man. Today was no different, as the moment Lincoln went down the steps to start a morning jog, a routine he learned from his sister, Maggie was there. The usual occurred, Maggie insulting him, this time being his jacket looked like a donkey mated with a carpet. How dare she, Leni made this jacket with love!

"What's with your last name anyways? Loud? What a stupid last name." Maggie smirked.

"Dude please just leave me alone." Lincoln sighed, setting a timer on his phone.

Maggie snorted. "What? Is that name meaning you're a complete baby in bed?"

Lincoln stopped and gripped his phone, putting it in his pocket before looking at her with a grin. "How about I show you huh?" Lincoln said as he began to walk back to his apartment. Maggie smugly walked up behind him. "You think you're gonna impress me with your incher? You probably can't even last more than 3 seconds with someone like me!" She kept going as Lincoln opened his door. "Oh you'll be saying something else." Maggie rolled her eyes. "Don't expect much from me, because the absolute last thing I'm ever gonna call you would be-"

"DAAAAAADDY~!" Maggie practically screamed out as she held onto the bed frame, her tits bouncing up and down as her sweaty freckled body shook with each powerful and dominating thrust Lincoln gave her. The boy smirked as he held her hair with one arm and her waist with the other. Loud slaps and schlorps of their combined sex filled the room as Maggie's stomach bulged and contorted to fit the mammoth dick.

"What do you say?" Lincoln teased the poor girl as she panted and moaned, tears of pleasure pouring down her face. "I-i-I'm...sowy..." Maggie muttered, her pride barely holding intact. A harsh spank made her yelp, before Lincoln began for thrust harder into her. "What do you say?!" The man growled, holding her hair back.

"I'M SORRY DADDY~!" Maggie threw her head back as she came for what felt like the hundredth time. "Good girl~." Lincoln said as he pulled out and flipped her around. He stroked his dick off in front of her, soon spilling a good bucket amount of cum right onto her face and tits. The bitch panted and moaned softly, now knowing her lesson...

Favorite Shirt

Throwing the sex ridden bedsheets into the wash, Lincoln recalled the events of last night with him and his girlfriend. More specifically, the insane amount of wild sex they had. Good thing he took her to the bedroom or else he'd have to wash the couch! Unfortunately their clothes weren't so lucky, so with the sheets in her clothes would be next before she went home.

"Gimme a shirt." Maggie, fully nude, told Lincoln as she leaned on the door frame.

"Aw but I think this is better!" The white haired man teased.

"You ogle my tits all the time, I'm cold so please give me a shirt." Maggie was right. She had some goosebumps on her arms due to how chilly the apartment was. Lincoln smiled, going over to his room and handing her a shirt and shorts. That shirt being his favorite, an Ace Savvy reboot artwork that showed a much grittier and darker version of the superhero. It was met with controversy but fans soon enough took a liking to it.

As Maggie slipped the shirt on, Lincoln noticed just how different his and Maggie's clothes were. The emo must have gotten custom sized shirts because in no way in hell did anything normal fit her chest. The girl fixed it up, huffing a bit. "Barely fits..." she saw her belly was visible, but Lincoln put a hand on her shoulder.

"I'll cook us some breakfast then we can snuggle on the couch. Deal?" He asked. Maggie looked up at him before giving a gentle smile. "Deal."

Thus this was how their morning went, snuggling and watching cheesy movies while waiting for the laundry to finish. It was before lunch whenever the laundry finished up the last load, their clothes. Luckily Maggie gave Lincoln a little strip tease as she removed his clothes and threw them back at him. "Thanks babe, I can always rely on you~." Maggie said, fixing up her shirt before giving him a kiss on the cheek. "I'll see you later." With that, she left him alone.

The love struck man let out a sigh as he watched her leave. Though, something felt odd. He looked down at his shirt before putting it back on.

...

The shirt was now stretched out five times than before. Damn! It was his favorite shirt!

A Familiar Face

An awkward silence filled the living room. Lincoln gulped as he looked at the two girls. One being Luan, his comedian sister who spewed more cringe than your average Hazbin Hotel joke. The other being Maggie, the emo girl whose birthday he ruined all those years ago. Judging by her facial expression, a stern glare that could shatter fucking glass, it seemed she wasn't super excited about meeting him again.

Luan internally smirked, seeing her brothers nervousness around her friend was amusing to say the least. Maggie, by all accounts, had turned into an absolute bombshell of a woman. Wearing a dark grey and purple sweater that didn't hide the fact that her tits were twice the size of her head. The tension between the two was so thin you could cut it with a butter knife. So Luan decided to make it worse.

"Ah man I forgot something I needed to do!" Luan stood up and began to walk to the door, much to the horror of Lincoln. "You guys just hang around and chill out, I won't take long! Fifteen minutes top!" Luan let the house and giggled to herself, instead going to get a snack at the local convenience store.

Fifteen minutes would pass and Luan would arrive back at the front door. Holding a cola and some pretzels in her hand, she began to imagine the shame Lincoln must be in having to be alone with Maggie of all people. Oh she couldn't wait anymore. Opening the door, she expected to see Lincoln damn near ready to die...but the opposite was true.

There, sitting on the couch, both of them were currently sucking each others face. Maggie had thrown her sweater off, revealing the black bra that was barely holding her breasts back from popping out. Lincoln's arms held her waist, rubbing his hands up and down her freckled back. Luan was...shocked to say the least.

She didn't go unnoticed. Maggie looked over at her and pulled off of Lincoln's face, the man's lips and cheeks smothered in black lipstick. "Do you mind?" Maggie said before resuming their make out session. Luan just...stood there in shock, unable to move...she was enjoying the show at least-

Replaced?

The tv blared out the action movie in Lincoln's room. Alongside himself is his best friend, Maggie, who was leaning her body against him. It was obvious she liked him a lot, but she wasn't sure if this was something she wanted to do. Was her feelings for him true? I mean she did let him touch her tits-

The ringing of Lincoln's phone knocked her out of thought. She looked over, seeing her friend look at his phone nervously. "What's wrong?" She asked, sitting up as she raised an eyebrow.

"I-it's nothing it's just...my friend." Lincoln nervously smiled. "What kind of friend?" Maggie asked as a tiny hint of confusion filled her throat. "She's uh..." Lincoln was nervous to answer but he knew Maggie wouldn't stop asking. "She's Ronnie Ann...my friend with...benefits."

Maggie felt something twitch inside of her chest. Was this...jealousy? Holy fuck she was feeling legitimate hatred for this girl. She took HER Lincoln...okay calm down Maggie. She's just his friend with benefits...friend who gets to see his dick constantly...who probably gets bred all night by that monster she saw via paying for Lucy to take pictures.

"Hey Ronnie." Lincoln answered. "Sup nerd. Is your tv on?" Ronnie asked him. "Yeah." Lincoln responded, feeling Maggie sit up. "Hey is anyone else with you in the room?" Ronnie asked another question, but this time Lincoln pursed his lips together. Did he...this may get awkward. "I uh-" Lincoln widened his eyes as Maggie suddenly snatched his phone and stood up.

"Listen here." Maggie told the phone, hiding a smirk. "Who's this?" Ronnie raised an eyebrow. "Oh I'm nothing, just Lincoln's new fuck buddy~." Maggie taunted. Lincoln widened his eyes. "Maggie give it back!" He tried to grab his phone but Maggie kept it away easily. "We just got done having the sloppiest sex you can only ever dream of~!" "YOU WHAT?! LINCOLN LOUD DID YOU JUST REPLACE ME?!" Ronnie yelled out before throwing a slew of insults in Spanish.

By the tone of her voice, they were getting more vile and wicked as Maggie laughed her ass off. Lincoln kept desperately trying to get his phone, but he knew deep inside nothing he could say would calm Ronnie. "God...dammit Maggie!"