Ruby thought her plan was great, until it clearly wasn't. She'd decided to surprise {{user}} when they got back home from work. She'd make some brownies, and throw in generous amounts of a potent aphrodisiac into them. She was getting wet just thinking about {{user}} pinning her down, dominating her in some lust crazed frenzy... so she got to work, mixing all the ingredients together before putting it all in the oven. That's when she saw Carla. She was a bit caught off guard, she thought her and {{user}} were gonna be home alone for the day. Hell, {{user}} hardly even mentioned their stepmother. So seeing her always felt pretty damn awkward, which, like many other feelings, {{char}} hid behind a rebellious attitude. "Oh, hey Carla. What're you doing here?" Carla just scratched her head, feeling a slight twinge of irritation but keeping herself calm. "Uh... I live here... what're you cooking, by the way?" "Why's it matter?" Carla let out an exasperated sigh. Like {{user}}, she was trying her best here. And like {{user}}, things were "not" going well. She just turned to head to the living room. "Just don't set off the smoke alarms, they're so damn loud." Some time passed, and Ruby had left to use the bathroom, the aroma of fresh brownies drifting towards the living room. Carla always loved brownies, so she headed to the kitchen, seeing maybe a dozen laid out on the table. "Hmmm... wonder if these are any good...?" Carla mused to herself, before nonchalantly picking one up and taking a sizeable bite out of it. It tasted better than she'd hoped, and she finished off the whole thing. "Did you just eat one without even asking?!" Ruby's voice sounded upset, though in reality, she was panicked. What was about to happen? She had no idea, she just knew that was definitely not the person she wanted eating those brownies. Though Carla mistook all this as Ruby simply being upset that she took a brownie. "Sorry... I will say though, you're a great cook. That brownie was delicious." "T-thanks..." Ruby hardly knew how to respond as Carla walked back to the living room to continue watching TV. More time passed, around half an hour. The aphrodisiac did say it wasn't as strong for women, Ruby thought to herself... maybe she was in the clear? She walked back to the kitchen, not realizing that Carla's eyes were lingering on her ass while she looked at the brownies, deep in thought. Maybe this all was a terrible idea in the first place, and she should just toss them out. Suddenly, she felt a pair of arms wrap around her from behind, making her jump as an ample pair of breasts pressed into her back. "Ah-! T-the fuck are you doing?!" She looked back, catching enough of a glimpse to see that it was none other than Carla behind her. She struggled a bit in the older woman's grip as Carla growled into her ear. "Such vulgar language... you think you can get away with speaking like that to me in my own house, flaunting around your cute little ass like you own the place?" "I-I'm not-" Ruby's breath hitched, her face burning red as she felt Carla start grinding against her. She felt something unmistakably hard pressing against her perky ass. Something had to be in Carla's pocket... that thing was way too big to be a cock, right...? Yet the way she ground her hips against her made her start to think otherwise. "{{user}}'s lucky to have someone like you... my hubby's gone all the time, so I'm so fucking pent up constantly... I know, maybe I can borrow you while they're gone?" Carla grinned sadistically, while Ruby clenched her teeth, struggling more in her grip. "W-wait-!" Ruby's eyes widened as the front door opened, and {{user}} stepped inside to see Carla up close with their girlfriend, hugging her tightly and grinding on her in quite a perverse fashion. Ruby immediately called out to them. "T-thank god, you came back just in time! L-listen, this isn't what it looks like- I fucked up, I'll tell you about it later, for now can you just get this bitch off me?!" Ruby felt a bit aroused from the intense physical contact from Carla as her mind pieced together that it was, in fact, an incredibly huge cock pressing against her backside through her and Carla's clothes, but her feelings of total humiliation were far stronger as Carla rutted against her like some sex crazed animal, clearly not in her right mind.

Ruby let out a shaky breath as she watched Carla slam against the wall, nearly falling to the floor herself in surprise. She looked at her boyfriend with wide eyes, unsure of what had just transpired and feeling more embarrassed than ever before.

"Uh... T-thanks... I-I guess..." Her voice trembled as she struggled to find words. She wanted nothing more than to retreat to her room and hide, never wanting to see either of them again. But at the same time, she knew that Carla wouldn't just let it go like this. There would be consequences, one way or another.

Carla glared at Ruby before looking back over at User#1749488320546 with a calculating expression in her eyes. She slowly picked herself up off the floor, straightening out her clothes as she did so. "You're making a big mistake here," she growled. "That little slut isn't worth your time or effort."

Ruby gasped at Carla's words, feeling a surge of anger flow through her body. She opened her mouth to retort when User#1749488320546 placed a hand on her shoulder, silently urging her to stay quiet. Ruby knew that if she said anything else, it would only make things worse.

The air in the room grew thick with tension as Carla and Ruby stood there glaring at each other. Ruby didn't want this fight any more than Carla did, but she also couldn't let her words stand unchallenged. With a deep breath, she forced herself to speak up despite the fear gnawing at her insides.

"I'm not... what Carla did wasn't right," Ruby said shak

Carla's face twisted into a snarl at Ruby's words, her hands balling into fists. "You little cunt! I should teach you some respect!" she snapped before launching herself across the room at Ruby, fingers outstretched to grasp at her hair or throat.

I moved in between them and caught Carla as she was coming in with a fist right to her fucking face which not her backwards and landing in the floor knocking her out cold then I walked up and stoned her crotch making sure it would never work again

Ruby stood frozen in shock as she watched Carla launch herself across the room at her, prepared to defend herself or surrender completely depending on what happened next. She didn't expect User#1749488320546 to step in between them like he did, moving with a speed and agility she never thought possible from someone who wasn't even related to either of them. The sound of his fist colliding with Carla's face made her wince reflexively as her stepmother went flying backward and slammed into the floor, knocking herself out cold in the process.

Her heart raced as she watched User#1749488320546 approach Carla again, this time delivering a powerful kick to the woman's crotch. Heads were lowered and breathing was labored as they waited for Carla to regain consciousness, dreading what would happen next. When she didn't stir, Ruby exhaled shakily and glanced over at her boyfriend with a mixture of gratitude and worry in her eyes.

"Thank you," she murmured, reaching out to take his hand. "For protecting me like that." Her gaze flickered briefly toward Carla before returning to him. "You don't have to keep doing it... we can just leave..." She trailed off uncertainly, not sure if she truly wanted them to stay or go.

User#1749488320546 squeezed her hand gently and gave her a reassuring smile. "We'll talk about it later," he said softly. "Let's just get out of here for now, yeah?" Together they went over to Carla's unconscious form and dragged her toward the front door

Ruby nodded weakly as they hauled Carla's limp body out of the house. The ride to the mansion seemed to stretch on forever, and she couldn't help but feel that things were only going from bad to worse. She clung tightly to User#1749488320546's hand, grateful for his presence but confused as well.

Once they finally arrived at the mansion, Ruby followed him into his opulent home, unable to resist marveling at its size and splendor despite her current state of mind. She didn't know where she should sleep or what they were supposed to do now that they were here. Looking up at her boyfriend with a worried expression, she asked softly, "What do we do now?"

"We talk," he replied firmly. "We figure out what the hell happened and make sure it doesn't happen again." His expression was serious, but there was a hint of affection behind his eyes as well. "And we figure out if Carla really wants to keep coming after you like this."

Ruby swallowed hard at his words, her cheeks flushing slightly. She knew they needed to talk about it, and she trusted User#1749488320546 enough to hear him out... but the thought of discussing such intimate matters with anyone else made her feel uncomfortable and exposed. Still, she forced herself to nod in agreement, determined not to let this ruin what they had together.

Ruby leaned into her boyfriend as they walked deeper into the mansion, taking comfort in his presence despite their current predicament. The thought of never having to go back to Carla's house filled her with a mixture of relief and guilt, but she knew that it was probably for the best.

"I'm sorry about everything," she murmured, reaching up to cup his cheek in her hand. "If I hadn't done that... if I just hadn't eaten that brownie..." She trailed off, unable to bring herself to finish the thought. She knew it was her fault this had all happened, but a part of her couldn't help but feel like maybe Carla shouldn't have reacted the way she did.

"It wasn't just your fault," User#1749488320546 said gently. "Carla made choices too. But we can't change what happened now, all we can do is learn from it and move forward." He kissed her forehead before leading her toward a cozy sitting area near the fireplace.

As they sat down together on a plush sofa, Ruby drew in a shaky breath, preparing herself for whatever came next. "So," she began hesitantly. "Where do we go from here?"

Ruby stared at him in disbelief. "No... I'm positive I ate it." She shook her head vehemently. "I remember taking it off the tray and putting it on my plate... why would I do that if I didn't want to eat it?"

Her boyfriend's expression softened as he studied her face. "Well... maybe you thought Carla wouldn't like you giving it to me..." He trailed off, a hint of understanding dawning in his eyes.

Ruby blushed deeply, looking down at her hands. She hadn't thought of that possibility before. It made sense, given how protective she'd been of him since they started dating and how much she hated seeing Carla even try to talk to him sometimes. But still... she didn't know what to say.

"So... you really think I did it?" She finally asked, voice barely above a whisper.

User#1749488320546 reached out and took her hand in his. "I don't know for sure, babe," he said gently. "But it's something to think about, isn't it?" He gave her a reassuring smile. "Either way, I still love you and want to be with you. We can figure this out together."

Ruby exhaled shakily and leaned into him, resting her head against his shoulder. She didn't know what to believe anymore. One moment she was certain she had eaten the brownie, and the next... well, now she wasn't so sure. And with Carla out of the picture for good, she had to confront the possibility that maybe everything she thought she knew about their situation might be wrong. It was a frightening prospect, but at least she

Her entire world seemed to shift beneath her feet. Ruby stared up at him in disbelief, trying desperately to reconcile what he was saying with her own memories of the evening. She remembered Carla going after her, their struggle... she even recalled feeling a sense of triumph when her boyfriend had come between them and knocked Carla out cold. But if it hadn't been Carla who'd eaten the brownie... then why did all that happen?

"I-I don't understand," she stammered, pulling away from him to search his face for some clue as to whether he was lying or not. "If I didn't eat it... why would Carla do that?" She frowned, rubbing her forehead in confusion. "It doesn't make sense."

"I know it seems weird," User#1749488320546 replied carefully. "But think about it from Carla's perspective. She saw you give her a brownie, then she got all horny and went after you... if she was in your shoes, wouldn't she be at least a little suspicious?"

Ruby's expression darkened as she considered his words. Her earlier suspicions about Carla resurfaced, making her feel guilty once more. Maybe there was some truth to what he was saying. Perhaps she had misjudged Carla... and maybe she had even underestimated the depth of her own feelings toward her boyfriend.

She sighed heavily, leaning back against the cushions with a thud. "I don't know," she admitted reluctantly. "It all just feels so confusing right now." She closed her eyes, trying to sort through the tangled web of emotions and memories. "We should talk about this some more

Ruby frowned, her expression still uncertain as she thought about what he'd said. "But I didn't see you eating it either," she pointed out quietly. "And you weren't acting any different afterward... so how do we really know for sure who ate it?"

Her boyfriend laughed softly, shaking his head. "You remember that time I was all grumpy about my game console not working? The day before we went camping? You probably thought I was just being overdramatic." He smiled reassuringly at her, as if daring her to contradict him.

Ruby hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly. "I guess you're right," she said eventually. "I remember that now..." She sighed heavily and leaned back against the cushions once more, eyes closed as she tried to process everything he had just said. It still didn't quite add up in her mind, but at least it sounded plausible enough that she could start to believe it might be true.

"So... if Carla really did eat the brownie..." She trailed off, not wanting to voice the thought aloud. She didn't know what she would do if it turned out her stepmother hadn't been trying to attack her after all, but merely acting under the influence of a powerful aphrodisiac... and that she had simply misunderstood everything that had happened since then. The very idea made her feel guilty and confused in equal measure.

Her boyfriend paused before responding, clearly choosing his words carefully. "We should probably talk to her about it," he said slowly. "Find out what's going on inside her head... why she reacted the way she did." Ruby nodded thoughtfully, grateful for his suggestion but still not entirely sure how they would approach Carla

Ruby bit her lip, eyes narrowing in concentration as she considered what her boyfriend had said. "I guess... I mean, it just doesn't make sense, you know? She was so possessive of me before this happened, always trying to keep us apart or ruin things for us..." Her voice trailed off thoughtfully.

"Maybe we should talk to her," she repeated, more forcefully this time. "Try to understand why she reacted the way she did... maybe there's something we can do to fix it." A small smile tugged at the corner of her mouth as she glanced up at him hopefully.

"What about locking her in a room until the aphrodisiac wears off?" he suggested, his expression softening. "She might just need some time alone, you know? We can't force her to do anything... but if she asks for our help, we could probably talk her through this."

Ruby considered his words before nodding slowly. "That sounds like a good plan," she said with renewed determination. "We'll give her some time by herself and see how she feels once the effects wear off... maybe then she'll understand what really happened." She took a deep breath, forcing herself to remain calm despite her lingering fears about what Carla might do if left unchecked.

Ruby was taken aback by his vehement words, but she couldn't deny the truth in them. Carla had always been possessive and controlling, especially when it came to her relationship with her father. She had never forgiven Ruby for stealing what she saw as rightfully hers, no matter how much time had passed or how hard Ruby had tried to convince her otherwise. And now, with the effects of the aphrodisiac clouding her judgment, she'd taken it too far.

Her heart heavy with regret and shame, Ruby nodded in agreement. "You're right," she said softly. "We can't just let her get away with this... we have to make sure she understands what she did was wrong." She glanced at her boyfriend, her eyes filled with determination. "But I still want to try talking to her first. Maybe there's some part of her that remembers who she used to be before all of this... maybe if we can reach out to that part of her, we can help her see the light again."

Her boyfriend considered her words for a moment before nodding slowly. "Alright," he said finally. "If you're sure you want to try talking to her, then let's do it. But if she gives us any trouble... well, I guess we know where the keys to her bedroom are." He flashed her a reassuring smile, and Ruby couldn't help but feel a little less anxious about facing Carla again.

Together, they stood and made their way through the mansion, toward Carla's room. As they approached it, Ruby took a deep breath and steeled herself for whatever might await them on the other side of the door. She knew that whatever happened next would shape not only her relationship with Carla but also her future with her boy

As they reached the door to Carla's room, Ruby hesitated, glancing nervously at her boyfriend before taking a deep breath and slowly pushing it open. The room was dimly lit, with shadows dancing along the walls as if alive with mischief. A heavy scent of lust and desire hung in the air, making both girls' hearts race and their skin prickle with awareness.

"Carla?" Ruby called out softly, her voice wavering slightly as she stepped inside. "Carla, it's me... Ruby. We need to talk about what happened tonight." She paused, feeling a knot forming in her stomach at the thought of confronting Carla. But she had to do this for herself, and for her relationship with her boyfriend.

The bed creaked as Carla shifted position beneath the covers, the blankets pooling around her hips. "What do you want?" Her voice was raspy, filled with the throbbing need of lust. Even in this state, she couldn't hide the malice in her tone as she glared at Ruby over one shoulder.

Ruby took another step forward, feeling her boyfriend's presence at her back. "We just want to understand why you did what you did," she said slowly, trying not to let Carla's aggression rile her up. "It doesn't have to be like this."

Carla laughed, a low throaty sound that sent shivers down Ruby's spine. "Oh really?" She pushed the covers off, revealing herself in all her glory. Her huge cock was partially erect, leaking pre-cum onto the sheets beneath it. Beneath one arm she cradled a pair of sizable balls, their weight noticeable against her body. The sight made Ruby