ATannie-Life with Anon-Chapter 8/8

I should not clean up in the kitchen? If the kitchen is dirty it is a sign the wife is not doing her duties properly
>Annie is grinning
>"So, you're my wife now, uh?"
As if i was ever not
>" i don't remember proposing"
Don't be mean, i want to be able to work, and do people things as well, but as long as i am only rifle. So you will make me beautiful import wife
>Annie opens up a bottle of wine
>This is going to take a while...
>"what really?"
Drink
>you empty half the glass, not much caring about what it tastes like
>Annie is doing her disappointed face
>you sigh heavily, and then down the rest of the glass
>Annie smiles, pours you another as she takes a chug from the bottle herself
Now, i will become your beautiful found-on-a-holiday housewife. But i don't want to just be here at home, i want to contribute to household budget as well. But it is difficult without having a real name
>"b-but..."
I am rifle, yes. But you still love me! you said so!
>Annie has had a bit to drink
>You have to come up with something derailing this, and quick
>"But they have gesists there, making sure stuff like this doesn't happen, so it won't work"
>Annie looks disappointing again
I've been wanting to explain things, but it was hard. But then, i found this
>Annie brings up a... white iphone
>"when did you get that one. Did you buy it with my-"
No, i earn money by myself, just not legally
>"..."
Only as a waitress, worry not. But the point i'm trying to make here is this!
>Annie hands you the phone, and it has in proper white-iPhone-4 fashion a cracked screen
>On the display is a wikipedia page on "Law of the jungle"
>"sorry, i just don't understand what you mean here"
I am about as big as we get. Even more so than my sisters. So i have certain power over them
>"what"
I can tell a gun not to fire, and it won't. And i can, without even using physical strength, or even threats, make others do what i want!
"Uhm..."
Stay here, i'll get some company. Which do you like the most? pick two!
>"what do you mean who do i like most?"
I have to do everything the hard way...
>Annie angrily gets out of her chair and heads of to a shelf, taking a unmarked bottle with a clear liquid inside it, shoves it down the front of her cleavage and heads over to you
>she stands up behind you, bend her knees and grabs you just underneath your shoulders, locking up your arms
>you feel two soft breasts and a cold bottle being pushed against your back
>"uhm, Annie, what are you doing"
>Annie lifts you up and heads over to the couch
>you try to resist a little but against Annie it's completely futile
>You are now in the couch, arms folded along your sides, and Annie straddling you
I do this because i love you Anon
>Annie leans over and start to drunkenly kiss you
>you are pretty fucked up as well, so you don't mind
>Even if the top of the bottle is getting uncomfortably close to your face
>"mmmmmpfffff"
Okay, breathe a little...
>Annie sits up and opens up the bottle
>"But you opened the wine..."
Too slow. Now, will you resist or not?
>You sigh heavily and open you mouth
>Anne giggles, takes a gulp herself and then starts pouring it into your mouth
>just as you are about to suffocate, Annie stops force feeding you, and drinks herself
Now, apart from me of course, who here do you like the most?
>"What do you mean Annie?"
I want you to take me to an authority, so i can officially become Annie Simonov, and i can get a work. But to do that, we have to get past the defense of government waffengeists, so now i will prove i can... control them. Like make them do out of character actions. So i will prove to you i can do that, by putting on a show for you
>"you are fucking hammered"
You're not? Then i will have to-
>"nonono, Annie calm down
>Once again the bottle is forced into your mouth
I have to prove my worth! Who do you want?
>"isn't this going to make you jealous or something?"
You think i don't like it? it will be like watching a romantic movie together! But answer!
now, who should i bring?
>"i'm really not sure how i should respond to this"
I will get, Maybe Lala... do you like Lala?
>Annie giggles
>how someone who is likely 6'4 and her weight manages to be really cute is beyond you
>But right now, she does look cute
>And now the alcohol is getting to you
>things that an hour was unthinkable an hour ago seems just a little uncomfortable now
>And they will in five minutes be desirable
>you can't fight Annie
>she is too strong
>but...
>do you want to fight this?
>What other chances are you going to get to see this?
>...damn you alcohol
Sure, i like Lala
>Annie sets the bottle aside, and leans down to kiss you again
>it's deep and wet
good, now were are getting somewhere
>as time moves on, your mental barriers are getting smashed
>This is normally something someones spouse would be irritated with
>But now Annie is practically forcing you
Okay, but we can have her at it alone you know, she needs someone else, just like i need you
>The very large woman on top of you is just inches off your face
>And now you have to make another choice
>"uhm..."
Don't worry Anon, maybe no one will remember this tomorrow, so just pick someone pretty, or cute... or interesting and we can start
>Lala likes amanda...
Do you... do this without me here? Or you telling them
>Annie blushes even more
>"Lala... likes Amanda, right"
>Annies eyes light up
Yes she does. And you are drunk enough to be curious now. So don't go anywhere
>Annie was right
>You didn't want to do this at all when you were still at the kitchen table
>but now...
>you want this
>you want to see where this is going
>Annie has been corrupting you
>and judging by the tent you are pitching, you are enjoying it
>you sigh heavily
>And then grin in anticipation
>Annie comes back with a A2-ish looking AR-15 and a WASR-10
>She moves the living room table away, putting the two rifles on the carpet, between the couch and the TV
Anon, we are about to start now!

>Annie looks all exited and does her best to curl up in your lap
>She realizes this isn't really working, and sits next to you instead, wrapping her hand around your waist
>you do the same to her
No, wait...
>You think Annie is going to stop all this
>you are half pleased
>half sad
>but this was likely for the best
Who should we have take the lead?
>"Annie, of all things i have no idea on how to respond to, this has to take the cake"
You have to answer you know
>"i don't even know what to say here"
Think we should just leave them to it?
>"you said you wanted to prove your point"
Okay, i will take the lead here, thank you Anon

Ehem, Lala, show yourself
>And just like that, Lala is standing in front of you, looking confused
Don' care about us, here. We are not the focus of tonight
>Lala looks away, just like she is told
Now, have this!
>Annie stretches out a big bottle to Lala, and she takes it as if it appeared out of thin air
Drink half, little one
>Lala does as she is told
Now, little one, you cannot leave the carpet you are standing on
>Lala nods
Lala, is there anything within your reach that your heart truly desires?
>She picks up the AR lying in front of her
Hug her
>Lala embraces the metal and plastic rifle, holding it tightly
>Annie tightens the grip on you
Amanda, show yourself
>Lala now sits with her legs folded in front of her, and Amanda on her lap with her legs wrapped around the confused looking wasr
Now, Lala, you've never been one for having too much clothes. Maybe your friend will help you out of your shirt
>without breaking eye contact for as much as a second, Amanda grabs Lala shirt and pulls it over her head
>they are like robots. when not given orders, the just sit and stare into each others eyes
Lala, you should help amanda
>Her tail has slowly started sweeping the floor behind her
Amanda, push her over
>The AR shifts her weight a little and pushes Lala over on her back
>All while maintaining eye contact
>Lala is now flat on her back
>she doesn't move, apart from her breathing
>Her chest moving rhythmically up and down
>She is just wearing a hint of cloth on her upper body
>her eyes are fixed into Amandas, who is standing on all four over
>Amanda's face is about eight inches off the flattened russian, eyes fixed into hers

They like each other so much... But you know how i am when sober, so i will not have any of it in this house
>"and now you practically force them"
It's not like they don't want it!
>judging by their eyes...
>"alright, fair enough"
>Annie gets up from the couch, stumbles a little bit and then moves over to the flaming ball of lust
You need a drink too, little one
>Annie grabs her almost bare shoulder and forces her off Lala
>when the two girls gets forcefully separated, Lala makes a very strange keening sound
>it was a very sad sound, like some animal or small child would do, when having something valuable taken for them
>She kept doing this heart crushing crying sound for as long as Annie was feeding Amanda with the rest of the drink
>The longer the two are separated, the higher pitched the sound gets
>when Annie releases her grip, Amanda falls back down an all four and returns into Lala's glittering eyes
>She immediately goes quiet and return the gaze
>Looking happy
Okay, little ones, you can get a little closer now
>Amanda inches her legs forward, slowly so he can shift her weight to her legs, and off her arms
>She moves her hands over to meet Lala's placing her palms on top of hers
>One by one, their fingers are slowly intertwined, until their hands are completely connected
>Lala is flowing Amanda's lead entirely, and offers no resistance at all as her arms are moved up next to her head
>They have still not taken their eyes of each other

Should we let them loose?
>you don't really remember anything Annie wanted to prove with this
>"yeah, you've been teasing long enough"
Do what you want little ones. Forget that we are here. Go
>Their faces are being brought closer to each other
>one of Lala's fingers is twitching slightly
>their noses touch
>just a little, just a little tap
>Some distance is created again
>Amanda very gently lowers her head until their foreheads meet
>Then and there, there was no going back
>Not any force on the world could stop them
>You can see Lala's eyes
>She blinks... slower and slower
>until she gives in completely, and closes her eyes
>Amanda has her face just out of touching range
>Lala is pouting out her lips, just a tiny bit
>After a few seconds of just sharing their warms, moist, anticipation filled, breaths with each other...
>They finally give in
>Their lips meet
>just a small touch at first
>Amanda shifts back just a little bit, creating some distance
>Amanda opens up her eyes
>Lala's are still closed
>that noise once again, like you have taken her soul away from her
>Or her love
>Amanda carefully bumps her nose against Lala's
>She open sup her eyes
>Soon they are both sunk into deep warm smiles
>Amanda takes control again, lowering her hed towards Lala
>Eyes close again, and a new kiss
>faster this time, there was so much eagerness
>And now, there was more noises
>The sound of heavy breathing is mixed up with shuffling of limbs, some very soft moaning and light smooching of lips as they were joined and then separated, just to be joined again
>their breathing got faster, and they dug deeper into each other by the second
>Lala starts tearing the bra of Amanda
>So eager...
>They get more exited, and have soon clumsily undressed themselves down to their panties
>their hands went to explore every little part of each other
>Hips, waist, legs, breasts faces, necks
>all were touched fondled or grouped

AAAND STOP!

>They jerk back, as if thrown into shock, away from each other

Lala, over there, Amanda in the corner!

>Lala sounds beyond heartbroken
>Amanda is shivering, eyes all empty

See what i mean, Anon? I can control them
    >"that's a little mean"
	Yes, but it proves my point
    >"what"
    You want to see, they want to do. I want to see, i want you to see, and i want them to do. Everyone wants to happen. But i stop it to prove i can
    >"maybe you went a little too far, i mean look at them"
    >they both stand at the spot the was given by Annie, not being able to move
    >but they both look... hurt
    >Lala is keening and crushing hearts as she does, looking absolutely devastated
    >Amanda is sort of hugging herself, shifting her weight from foot to foot and eyes looking dead
    >Annie Gets up from the couch, picks up the discarded clothes from the ground and hands them out
    >She is so drunk what she swaps their shirts around
    >Amanda doesn't realize that the Shirt belongs to Lala, but shoves the front of it into her own face as she does, drowning her sense of smell with Lala's scent
    >Her legs starts giving in, and she falls to her knees, her face buried in her hands, still with Lala's shirt in them
    Rifle, now.
    >Annie had picked up the wasr, who is now sporting... a black plastic handguard?
    >if you would have been sober you would have started to investigate it, but you were much to fucked up to do anything coherently at this point
    >Annie orders Amanda to change, who now has a wooden handguard
    Now, none of you change until tomorrow, okay?
    >The rifles do nothing
    Well, look at that, you do like them
    >Annie is staring at your crotch
    >"huh... yeah, suppose i do"
    But t is our time. I've still not made things right after hurting you
>you are dragged up in the bedroom and have not even undressed you before Annie has put the rifles in the safe and pinned you to your bed

>That fucking noise again
>your head hurts
>most of your head hurts
>what happened last night?
>stop making that fucking noise
>you realize it's your phone

>"hello, Anon speaking"
>"Oh, no i just didn't expect you to call"
>"What, to me?
>Okay.... So when are you here?"
>"oh... Well, see you soon"

who was that, Anon?
>"Grandpa..."
I was wondering when you would introduce me to your family
>Aww fuck this is really bad, he has grandma with him as well
I am confused. And hangover, but please explain this
>"Well, Grandpa wants to give away with a warm hand instead of a cold one, and he knows that he doen't have long left, so he is distributing all his cool shit among his children and grandchildren, of which there are many"
...yes, and?
>"he is not fond of the idea of giving things to a single man, and he hates anything vaguely east block. And grandma hates weapons"
which means you think i should play your wife in this?
>"Augh, Annie, it's too early for this..."
I can stay in safe as well. You are the master here, is is up yo you
>To your slight irritation, there is no sign of teasing at all in her voice
>"noo, if i live alone here i'll look like a retard". Okay, fine you are my wi... no, fiance for today"
>Annie looks very happy with herself
Anyway, what is so important that you have to make him happy against your will?
>you spend some seconds on your phone and then hand it over to Annie
Ohh, it looks nice. What is it?
>"A 1966 Pontiac GTO. I've wanted one of those since i was nine. And if i dont look like a pathetic looser for a day, i might get it"
>Sober Annie understands the gravity of the situation
I will do what i can to aid you. I promise
>"we have like half an hour to americanize you. First of, no Russian words. At all, no cute accent either. And no... being a gun either, grandma is gonna flip, and i'm out"
I understand
>"Now, clothes, do you have, like any skinny jeans"
In my size?
>"just answer me, please"
Y-yes. I have guilty pleasures as well, you know
>"I love you Annie. Get those on, one of my hoodies, preferably the red one, and uh... get my old glasses. Oh, and take the headset from my PC, plug it into your phone and then hand them around your neck without actually listening to any music, and BANG, you're a hipster"
i Heard these are not very popular...
>"Better than a Russian in his eyes"
>Annie looks sad
>"please Annie. Just today. Please"
If that is what you want, i will do it for you Anon, I love you
>"thank you Annie, i'll make it up to you. Oh, and one thing, go easy on the drinking this evening, please?"
Okay, i know i can get a little carried away
>"Yeah, speaking of that... We have to let those two out. Unless you want to deal with their puppy eyes after being in there for another ten hours
i could have done better things last night
>"Yeah... that wasn't optimal. Anyway, we have to hide away all guns, go down and bring out the bad news, i'll speak with these two
>You open up the safe, picking up the two rifles, Annie tells them to do as they please in form and they both change and stare at each other
>And then they assault you with puppy dog eyes
>"I knew what Annie did last night was bad, and you have some unfinished buisniess, but you really have to wait, okay? Me and Annie has a long day in front of us, And you have to go in the safe again, or somewhere where no one can see you. Point being... No noises, of any kind, okay?"
>They look sad, and longing. Into each others eyes, and then to you
>"aww, fuck, don't give me that... Augh, you cuddle here while me and Annie prepares, and i'll lock you in last thing, okay
>They fly into each others arms
>"hey, now. On top of the covers, clothes on, okay?"
>the both nod and hop on the bed
>you head down, properly hungover
>today is going to be a long day
>but if it could possibly end in a 1966 GTO, you have to soldier through it
    >this is going to be a long day
    >you head out to Annie, who seems to be doing some cleaning up
    Oh, there you are!
    >"Yeah. Wait, where are the others?"
    That has been taken care of. Worry not
    >"Alright, that'd good. Lovebirds are in the bedroom, but they are not gonna go too far, or so they told me. Putting them into the safe last thing"
    >Annie nods
    Can you come with me for a minute, Anon?
    >"oh, sure"
    >Annie hands you a small note
    You said half an hour? Think you could make a quick run to the store to get some groceries for me? You know i would normally refrain from sending you to do errands, but i think i will handle the cooking for tonight. Sounds good?
    >"sure. I'll be quick"
    >you head out to the sad little hatchback, and off to the store
    >The list is quite short, but it does contain some interesting stuff that you had never even thought of having in food
    >Annie really does like playing a housewife, even if she might take it a tad too seriously
    >Reluctantly you head over to that one shelf
    >You sigh as you put some bottles in the basket
    >"just tonight" you tell yourself
    >the little clock on the dashboard tells you that there is about 5 minutes left until their arrival when you pull up in the driveway
    >"Hey Annie!"
    You are back!
    >Annie walk over to you, gives you a light kiss and takes the bags from your hands
    Just what i needed to prepare the dish! Than you Anon!
    >That deep, genuine smile again
    >it's making you all warm and fuzzy on the inside
    >"i'll go up for a quick shower, you okay down here?"
    >Annie seems a little hesitant
    There is one thing... Could you come to the garage?
    >you walk over to the door at the end of the kitchen
    >Annie takes two fast steps, pressing you into the corner between a cabinet and a wall
    >You lips are met by a
    >soft
    >wet
    >piece of cloth
    >"MMMPPFFFF!!"
    >Annie's eyes are filled with sorrow
    >suddenly, a hard punch into your stomach forces the air out of you lungs, forcing you to inhale deeply
    >everything goes black