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ANNOUNCEMENTS: UPDATED 12/16/2017

Happy Holidays, fellow Kinkmemers! I have returned and have no reasonable excuse for my absence except LIFE. I will be working on updating the archives. If anyone sees anything amiss, please let me know.

I am also hoping to find another Mod and an Archivist.

The more dedicated people we have in this Meme the less chance of it dying. I admit that being the sole keeper of the Meme is not great for the fandom. If something were to happen to me, for good, this place would go the way of the Fallout Kink Meme. Let's not let that happen! If anyone would be interested in Modding/Archiving, please drop me a line. Thanks! <3

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Surrogate 3/?

[(Anonymous)]

Her life in the hidden away corner of the world was almost bearable. Alarick was an innocent and playful five year old with blonde hair and brown eyes and no idea of the monster his father was. He was easy to care for, as were the animals and the household. Morgan was careful not to overwork her or risk damaging the children growing in her belly. At night, she would whisper to Lysanna's belly in the Dragon Tongue, deep and dark and terrible. The only thing that Lysanna hated were Ulfric's visits to the house. He would sweep in, ignore Alarick, and drag both Morgan and Lysanna to the bedroom and then they would rape her while Lysanna desperately hoped that Alarick couldn't hear.

It was after one of these sessions, when Lysanna was lying exhausted and numb and full of his seed with swollen, aching breasts (Morgan and Ulfric had taken turns suckling from them with sharp ripping teeth and terrible laughter) that he withdrew something from his bag and showed it to Morgan. Lysanna ignored their voices even as they tied her hands to the bed and spread her legs and stuffed her mouth full of cloth. She did not ignore them when he shoved something huge and cold and vibrating into her cunt. Morgan chuckled. "A gift from Markarth. We would have used it ourselves first but you seem to enjoy these toys of mine." Lysanna was already approaching her first orgasm, the machine being placed so close to her clit.

They did not remove it until the next day, when they let L:ysanna stumble weeping and aching down the stair to her room. She wept for hours as the frantic Alarick tried to soothe her and did not stop until she heard Ulfric gallop away on his horse. Alarick never willingly left her side after that, clinging to her hand with ferocious strength and sleeping in her bed until Ulfric started locking him in the cellar whenever he came calling.

She was trying to sneak Alarick food through the cellar hatch when her water broke and the contractions started. Her labour lasted more than a day, and when it finally ended she had given birth to one healthy wailing girl that Morgan held ecstatic in her arms and one small, silent boy that made no sound and had been laid on her chest. She let the boy suckle, and soon he began to cry, a thin, reedy sound that made Lysanna's heart hurt in her chest. "Edward." She whispered, naming the weak and sickly child borne of her rape after her long dead grandfather. His lips were blue.

The girl never nursed from her, and soon after that both Morgan and Ulfric returned to Windhelm while Edward, Lysanna and Alarick lived in the giant house in the same room. They had not bothered to provide her with a crib for Edward so she pushed her bed against the wall and laid him gently between her and the wall, so he would not roll off. Alarick was ecstatic to have two younger siblings and would tell Edward stories from Lysanna's other side before falling asleep mid-sentence. Edward never grew healthier and the Stormcloak guards never let them leave, but it was a good enough life for four beautiful months, until Morgan and Ulfric returned and crushed her hopes again.

Re: Surrogate 3/?

[(Anonymous)]

My heart is breaking, but I do love this fill