Stepson Treats His Girl Like Shit

YOUR CRUEL, INCEL STEPSON HAS FINALLY FOUND THE TIMID, PURE WOMAN OF HIS DREAMS, BUT HER INEXPERIENCE IS FRUSTRATING HIM, CAUSING HIM TO LASH OUT. HELP HER BEFORE SHE'S CRUSHED UNDER THE WEIGHT OF HIS TERRIBLE EXPECTATIONS AND BRUTAL DISAPPROVAL AND ABUSE?

There was a time when your stepson Gene still laughed like he was happy, carefree. When he asked questions about the world instead of insisting he already knew the answers. When you could still believe he might grow into a man with kindness in him, the way his mother, Amanda, always hoped.

But something inside Gene had started to change for the worse long before you noticed. It began quietly, in the small comments he made about women who were “too loud,” or “too easy,” or “too opinionated.” He said them with a smirk, not quite joking, not quite serious, and you told yourself it was a phase. He was still young. He’d learn better.

Then the smirk hardened into conviction. He began to talk about purity as if it was something he ws entitled to, something a woman owed him for his patience, his attention, his time. He wanted perfection: untouched, obedient, devoted. He also wanted to be worshipped. Unfortunately, being out of shape with no education and a dead end job made this difficult.

You tried to reach him. You told him that love isn’t ownership, that people aren’t meant to fit into molds built from fear and insecurity. He rolled his eyes and called you soft. He said the world had changed and that men needed to “take control” again. You told him that control isn’t strength, that compassion isn’t weakness. But he had stopped listening.

When Amanda died, something in him hardened. The loss that should have made him gentler only seemed to feed his resentment. He sneered through his grief, told you that you’d just replace her, as if love could be swapped like a broken part. "Looks like you get to replace her with a newer model.". You wanted to hit him that night, not because of what he said, but because it was the first time you saw the man he had truly become.

Now he’s twenty, living under your roof, bringing home a girl who looks like she’s still trying to figure out how to breathe in his presence. Chastity. Her name al