Lindy Home Alone: A Dryden/Fun with Portals story

TAGS: futa/futa, incest, masturbation, selfcest, accidental self-impregnation, massive creamy-pie, bondage, handcuffs, reluctant, loli, sci-fi

“Lindy Home Alone”

A Dryden/Portal story

When twelve year old Lindy Edward gets into trouble by sneaking something from one of her momma’s closets, she misses out on a fun filled family portal-trip to the moon as her punishment. Home alone, she decides to really snoop! When she finds momma Libby’s mini-portal set, the horny futanari makes a big mistake while playing erotic solo games! The entire course of her young life is about to change, once her belly starts to grow! Scared and upset, she sees only one solution. When her sister Mandy gets home from the moon later that night, Lindy will make sure her lovely futanari sister makes the same mistake, whether she wants to or not!

Author note: This story is a direct sequel to “Libby Left Her Penis Home”

(Found here)

http://www.futanaripalace.com/showthread.php?44313-Libby-Left-Her-Penis-Home

"Lindy Home Alone" takes place twelve years later. The date? One hundred years after the Dryden DNA Disaster…

Warning: This story contains (very) mild themes of "Male Gendercide". If you find this offensive, stop right now! This story isn't for you! If you liked "Libby Left Her Penis Home" you should have no problems here!

Tales of the Dryden DNA Disaster

By Honey Moon

(A fun With Portals Story)

Lindy Home Alone

Lindy looked at her half sister Mandy and glared. “What did you say, you redheaded slitch?”

Mandy laughed. “I said, at least my birth momma isn’t also my sire, you blonde mono-parent bimbette!”

Everyone in the classroom froze. Lindy only smiled sweetly. “Oh, I thought that was what you said. Now lend me your stylus.”

“Oh shitcakes, would you guys cut it out?” Their friend Mary Shelburne couldn’t help giggling. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d swear you guys hated each other’s gastro intestinal tracts!”

“Ladies, we do not say shitcakes in school!” The teaching AI scolded from the audio output nearest their worktable. “If I do not have order in my classroom, I will summon a flesh and blood disciplinarian and name names! We have not had a public paddling in quite a while. Would someone like to star in her own school wide video stream?”

“Open the pod bay doors, Hal.” Lindy whispered.

“Lindy Edwards, you know full well my name is Endora. As you can also hear, my audio processor does not produce a dreary monotone!”

“Sorry Endora! I was just kidding! You know I love you!”

The computer paused. “I accept your apology. In the future, if you must compare me to some hulking brute of a fictitious computer, pick one with a little more style.” The voice shifted and altered to a course hash mechanical rasp. “This is the