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 Title: I Hate Alphas

   (size MF viol)

   The internet is full of stories like this one.  Since the Epidemic, the
internet porn authors have almost stopped writing about taboo sex, and have
devoted themselves in a huge way to stories about killing Alphas.  I'm
pretty sure all of those stories are fantasies, especially the ones that
claim to have succeeded.  The ones that end in failure are certainly more
believable.

   This genre has a very rigid formula, so I guess protocol demands that I
follow it, too.  Describe the Epidemic, talk about the Alphas in general,
tell how I became an Alpha hater, and describe the Attempt.  End with
jubilant success or hopeless failure.  Fine.  Here we go.

   As we all know, some ten years ago, everybody over the age of 10 or 11
years got sick.  Everybody in the whole world, all at once.  Mild fever,
lots of sleeping, freaky dreams, strange aches all over.  Then everybody,
and I do mean everybody, got well again.  The whole thing lasted about
three weeks.

   By the time anyone with enough education to investigate the Epidemic was
well enough to actually investigate, the crisis was over and there was
nothing to investigate.  There were no deaths, and no lasting effects. 
Isolated cases continued to crop up here and there, but since the disease
was so benign, everybody figured searching for the Cure for Cancer was more
important than preventing the Disease.

   Eventually, somebody noticed that those isolated cases that kept showing
up were all preteen children who were just entering puberty.  Then,
somebody noticed that every child caught the Disease upon entering puberty,
without exception.  Still, two to three weeks of symptoms, followed by a
complete recovery in every case, does not a medical crisis make.  The
Disease was regarded as some new sort of common cold, and generated less
concern than a cold.  It was just not something to worry about.

   About three years after the Epidemic, the first known Alpha appeared. 
At a middle school in the Midwest, right in the middle of English class, a
fourteen year old boy stood up and calmly removed his clothes, revealing a
nice physique and an impressive erection.  The teacher paused her lecture,
and the entire class watched in calmly accepting silence as the boy walked
around the room, naked and rampant, and then left.  When he was gone, the
grammar lesson continued as if nothing had happened.

   Meanwhile, the boy wandered the school hallways, peering into
classrooms, as if searching for something.  Every time he interrupted a
class, the teacher and students would watch silently as he looked for
whatever it was, and resume what they were doing when he left.  Nobody
thought anything about it until they were asked later, and even then all
they could say was, "It seemed so normal at the time."

   Finally, the boy found what he was looking for.  In Mrs.  Johnson's
American history class, he locked eyes with a thirteen year old girl.  The
girl stood, and stripped off her clothes.  The boy walked directly to her,
took her head in his hands, and guided his erect cock into her mouth, with
Mrs.  Johnson and her entire class watching silently.

   As the girl sucked the boy's cock, only about half of it would fit in
her mouth.  She and the boy seemed to want more, but her throat was just
too small to get more of it in.  Still, they kept at it, until finally the
girl sighed as if in great pleasure, and the entire cock disappeared down
her throat.  Then she started sucking and swallowing in earnest.  Somehow
she must have been able to breathe, because that cock stayed buried to its
limit in her throat until both the she and the boy came.

   Then the boy flipped her around and lined up with her asshole.  She
spread her legs and waited, as the entire class watched him press into her
ass.  In spite of being well lubricated from her mouth, the boy again
seemed to have difficulty working his way into her anal passage, but again
the couple persisted.  As before, a moment came when the girl gave out a
pleasured sigh, and the boy's cock sank its full length into her anus. 
Again they ground together until they orgasmed in unison, and the cock, now
noticeably bigger than before, was returned to the girl's mouth.

   This time, surprisingly, the large rod plunged its full depth into her
throat in a single stroke.  The girl sucked frantically at it for several
minutes, moaning in obvious pleasure the entire time.  Meanwhile, the class
bell had rung, and students began to arrive for Mrs.  Johnson's next class.
The students already present simply stayed where they were and continued to
watch.  The new arrivals entered, found places to sit or stand, and also
watched the lewd display already in progress.

   When the two orgasmed again, the cock was transferred to the girl's
pussy.  Again, the tight fit of the huge penis in the virgin channel caused
difficulty, which was ignored.  After several minutes of persistent
stroking, the boy pulled back and rammed the full length of his cock into
the girl's pussy, as she screamed.  They held position for a few seconds,
then the girl cried out, "Fuck me!"

   The boy smiled and proceeded to do just that.  He fucked her furiously,
with long hard strokes, for almost another hour.  By the time they were
done, a third class full of students had filtered into the room, in
addition to a few school staff members.  All of them watched without
thought of interference, as the girl thrashed and screamed out her pleasure
as her pussy was pummeled without mercy.

   Then it happened.  The couple came in a massive orgasm for the fourth
time.  The girl screamed a deafening scream.  The boy roared.  And every
person in the room had an orgasm at the same time.  Then, while almost
seventy people basked in orgasmic afterglow, the boy and the girl just
walked out of the room together.  Nobody knew it at the time, but the pair
had Bonded.

   The story was a wonder of the world for a few days, then it started to
be repeated.  Without warning, a man or boy would stop whatever he was
doing, strip off his clothes, and go searching for that special female. 
When he found her, she would stop what she was doing, strip off her
clothes, and the two would fuck orally, anally, and vaginally until they
were Bonded.  The strangest thing about it was, no matter where they were,
no matter how many people were around, it would not cross anyone's mind to
interfere, and at the moment of Bonding, everyone who was aware of the
couple would have a massive orgasm.

   So now there are hundreds, maybe thousands, of Alphas wandering around
the world with their Bonded Mates.  They are called Alphas because nobody
can refuse them anything.  If they want food, somehow you know it, and you
just give it to them.  If they want a place to sleep, you just give it to
them.  If they want anything at all, you just know what it is, and you give
it to them.  You can't help it.  There is just no other option.

   They never talk, and they only seem to notice other people when they
want something.  Even then, they just look at you, and you just know. 
Alphas are eerie.

   They also never wear clothes, but they never seem to get too cold or
hot. Nothing seems to bother them.  They are the very model of serenity. 
Nobody has ever reported seeing an Alpha, or a Mate, show emotion of any
kind.  They have nothing to fear, and anything they want or need, they get.
If I had that kind of certainty, I would probably be pretty serene, too.

   One final thing about them.  Alphas rarely settle for just one Bonded
Mate.  Over time, they collect a harem.  Nobody is sure why, they just do
it.  Maybe it's an Alpha status thing.

   What we do know is that every time an Alpha Bonds with a new Mate, both
the Alpha and the Mate become even more achingly beautiful, and this effect
extends to the Alpha's entire harem.  Some people think this is just some
sort of psychic illusion, but it can be seen in video footage and
photographs, so I think it is probably a real physical change.

   One thing that is definitely a real physical change, is the direct
relationship between the size of an Alpha's penis and the number of Mates
in his harem.  An Alpha with one Mate has about a twelve inch penis.  With
two, his penis is about 14 inches, and with three, it is around 16 inches
long.  I only know of one Alpha with a harem of six Mates.  You do the
math.

   This, however, brings us to the personal part of the story.  I had never
seen an Alpha or a Mate in person, and never really thought about them. 
They just didn't affect me either way.  They were an oddity that somebody
else encountered occasionally, like a UFO sighting.  Much like a UFO
sighting, I never expected to meet an Alpha myself.

   I did, however, expect to marry the girl of my dreams on a certain
Sunday afternoon in July.  We had never made love, wanting the wedding
night and the subsequent honeymoon to be as special as possible.  In fact,
we were both virgins.  Old fashioned, maybe, but we thought it was
romantic.

   As I said, Rita was the girl of my dreams, sometimes literally.  Just
being in the same room with her made the world a brighter place.  She was
nineteen, heart-breakingly beautiful, and had a sweet, intelligent
personality that was even more attractive than her face and body. 
Sometimes I thought she was too good to be true, but I had known her for
years, and she wasn't.  She was just perfect.

   We planned our wedding meticulously.  It was to take place on a Sunday
afternoon in June, in a lovely Catholic cathedral, in front of maybe 250 of
our closest friends and family, with the exchange of traditional vows. 
Colors were chosen, dresses and tuxes provided, the reception catered, and
everything was arranged.  We were ridiculously happy as the Day grew
nearer. Everything was going to be perfect.

   On the day of the wedding, around three o'clock in the afternoon, the
guests filed in and took seats, ushered to their places by young cousins.
The groom (yours truly,) the best man, the maid of honor, groomsmen and
bridesmaids, and the priest were all in place.  The organ played
beautifully, the lighting was ethereal, and everyone in the chapel turned
as one when the bridal march began to play, and Rita walked down the aisle
on her father's arm.

   I'm sure the flower girls and ring bearer were adorable, but I had eyes
only for my bride.  Her dress was stunning, and she moved with a grace that
I had never noticed before.  All the while, her eyes sparkled as they
remained locked with mine.

   After about 100 years, she arrived at my side, her father handed her
over to me, I took her hand, and we faced the priest.  Words were said,
people muttered, "I do," and I was holding her finger where a new gold ring
had magically appeared.  My heart was about to explode.  I could barely
breathe.

   The priest said, "I now pronounce..." and went silent.  A sigh rippled
from the back of the chapel to the front, and silence reigned in the
chapel. My bride and I looked around to see what was going on, and there
they were, walking down the aisle toward us.

   An Alpha led the way, with five Mates in tow.  They were all so
stunningly beautiful that they eclipsed even my own gorgeous Rita. 
Preceding the Alpha was his 20 inch cock, in all its fully erect glory. 
Did I mention he had a harem of five?  Remember what that means?

   The Alpha and his harem walked directly toward my bride and me, at a
calm, steady pace.  Next to me, Rita, my bride and the love of my life, was
shedding her wedding dress, eyes locked with those of the Alpha.  I
probably should have done something, but the whole situation was so normal
and right and ordinary, it just didn't occur to me to do anything but stand
there and watch.

   By the time the Alpha arrived at the altar, my bride was naked.  Even
her jewelry and new wedding ring were discarded on the floor.  The Alpha
took Rita's head in his hands and guided her mouth over his enormous cock
head.  Even that was too big to fit in her mouth, but they persistently
pressed her mouth onto his cock.  I don't know how long it took, but my
innocent virgin bride suddenly moaned out loud, and half of that monstrous
cock was in her mouth and down her throat.  She choked, and the Alpha
partly withdrew before pressing into her mouth again and again.

   The Alpha face fucked my blushing bride in front of me, the priest, the
bridal party, and all our friends for a long time.  Literally in front of
God and everybody.  Rita was moaning constantly, low animal sounds, until
finally she emitted a groan that was heard throughout the church, and the
Alpha pushed his penis down her throat until her face was pressed against
his crotch.  She wrapped her hands around his ass and pulled him even
harder into her mouth as she pressed her body against his legs and somehow
kept moaning while she worked on his cock with her throat.

   I have no idea how long they stayed like that, but eventually they both
came, and so did I.  Judging by the sounds around me, I was not alone.

   My precious Rita then pulled herself off of that enormous cock and left
it dripping in the air.  She turned around and leaned over the altar, then
spread her ass cheeks wide.  The Alpha took the hint and pressed his cock
head against her anus.  Over and over he pressed into her, eventually
popping the head of his cock past her sphincter.  Slowly he fucked her
asshole, pressing a bit deeper every few thrusts, as she grunted in time
with his movements.  When the cock was about halfway in, I could hear her
grunts change from a simple, "Uh...uh" to "Fuck...fuck."

   At that point, the Alpha picked up the pace, fucking my girl's asshole
faster, and more forcefully.  Each time he withdrew until only his cock
head remained inside, then shoved it back in until it would go no further.
With every thrust, she continued to grunt out, "Fuck...fuck....fuck..." The
deeper and faster he fucked her, the more loudly and clearly she uttered
her obscene chant, until she was almost shouting.

   Finally, the Alpha gave a mighty lunge and buried his entire cock in my
girl's once-virgin ass.  At the same time, she screamed out,
"Fuuuuuuuuu..." Her entire body started convulsing, as her eyes rolled up
and she returned to loud, inarticulate noises.  After this went on for some
time, the Alpha ejaculated powerfully, and everyone else in the church came
with loud groans.

   Seconds later, my bride was again on her knees with the Alpha's entire
cock buried in her throat, pressing against him as tightly as possible. 
Cum was dripping from her asshole, tears were flowing from her eyes, and
she whimpered constantly as she tried to milk him dry with whatever muscles
she could bring to bear on the cock that had to be reaching all the way to
her stomach.  The light from the stained glass windows faded, and still she
remained locked on his cock, until finally we all came again.  My knees
were weak, and somehow I was naked, but I could literally think of nothing
to do but stand there and watch as the Alpha continued to ravish my woman,
who had saved herself especially for me.

   Still not satisfied, Rita lay back on the altar, this time on her back.
Her legs were spread wide in a wanton display of lust.  The Alpha stood
between her feet, ready for his assault on her remaining virgin hole.

   That incredible monster cock pressed into my sweet Rita's untouched
pussy.  I distantly wondered if the Alpha was going to kill her with the
thing, but otherwise watched calmly as inch after inch of that arm-sized
rod slid into her.  Every once in a while, it seemed that no more would
fit, but then the Alpha would pause, or use short thrusts, until a bit more
of that unbelievable cock slid in.

   For her part, Rita did not seem to be in any discomfort.  She squirmed,
writhed, and moaned continuously, fucking him back as much as she could. 
This went on for a long time, until finally Rita let out a blood-curdling
scream, every muscle in her body tensed, and she went into convulsions as
the Alpha drove the last bit of his enormous cock into her pussy to the
hilt and held it there.

   After a while, Rita calmed down and stopped shaking.  She looked into
the Alpha's eyes, and said, in a loud clear voice intended to be heard in
the parking lot, "Fuck me!"

   Those were the last words I ever heard my sweet Rita speak.

   The Alpha slowly withdrew his cock a few inches, then pressed back in to
the hilt.  He repeated this gesture, slowly picking up speed and
lengthening his stroke, until he was pounding her pussy like a jackhammer.
Rita was once again screaming out her pleasure, her face a mask of pure
lust, her body meeting the Alpha stroke for stroke.

   At some point I realized that I was violently fucking the maid of honor,
Rita's sister Terri.  It didn't seem to matter.  Rita and the Alpha were
the real show, and they fucked with inhuman endurance for a long time. 
When Rita and the Alpha climaxed in their final mutual orgasm, I emptied my
load into somebody's mouth.  Whoever it was, it wasn't Terri.  Then I
passed out from exhaustion.

   When I regained consciousness, my cock was still buried in Rita's
mother's asshole.  How did that happen?  I certainly didn't remember
putting it in there.  I was not the only one in a compromising position. 
Apparently, there was quite an orgy in that church recently.  Naked people
were exclaiming in surprise and stammering apologies all over the place.

   It was after one o'clock in the morning.  The Alpha, his harem, and Rita
were all gone.  Rita's wedding dress, and her wedding ring, lay abandoned
on the floor in front of the altar where I almost became a married man some
ten hours earlier.  I was in shock.  It would be the next day before the
reality sunk in, that my darling Rita was truly, finally, irretrievably,
gone from my life.

   Once I understood the magnitude of my loss, I cried like a baby.  Then I
got angry.  Then I got furious.  Eventually, that settled down into a
coldly burning, festering hatred for all things Alpha.  I determined that I
would hunt them down one by one and kill them all, starting with one
special Alpha with a harem of six Mates.

   I bought myself a very nice hunting rifle, a .308 with a good scope, and
learned to shoot it.  I practiced every weekend until I could reliably hit
a five inch circle at 300 yards.  Then I practiced some more, until I could
not miss a five inch circle at 300 yards.  Finally, it was time to put my
plan into action.

   This particular Alpha had a pattern.  Every day he would walk through a
certain park with his harem.  Near that park, about 275 yards away at one
point, was a bell tower.  I planned to take my rifle and climb that bell
tower, wait for the Alpha and his harem to stroll by, and shoot the bastard
right in the head with a 165 grain hollow point bullet.

   But first, I would shoot his Mates.  I wanted him to feel the loss that
I felt when he Bonded with my reason for living, my Rita, and took her from
me forever.  I wanted to see pain, and misery, and sadness, and suffering
on his beautiful placid face before making that face explode in a shower of
gore.  It was going to be so sweet!

   So I took my rifle, a box of the afore-mentioned hollow point rounds,
and myself to the top of that bell tower.  I set up my shooting rest,
loaded the rifle, and waited.  Soon my patience was rewarded as the Alpha
and his harem strolled into view.

   Eagerly anticipating the impending carnage, I took up my shooting
position, rifle butt against my shoulder, eye to the scope, and aimed at
the Alpha.  Then I calmly watched as the Alpha and his harem walked
serenely and safely through the park and out of sight.

   Then I erupted into a disappointed rage.  I would kill that Alpha a
piece at a time!  I would tear him apart with my bare hands!  His death
would be legendary for its violence and cruelty!

   No.  I would do none of those things, and the Alpha's death would come
when it would, in its own time and place.  Whenever I see the Alpha, I will
just watch him go by.  I will not touch him, I will not threaten him, and
he will probably not even notice me.

   That is just how it works.  I can hate all I want, but it seems that it
is just not possible for a human being to do violence against an Alpha or a
Mate.  I know, because I have tried, many times.  When in the presence of
an Alpha, at any distance, it is just not possible to even consider
carrying out the muscular actions necessary to do harm to, or even
interfere with, an Alpha or his Mates.  You can't even think an unkind
thought at them.

   The rest of the time, though, the hate can fester and grow.  It is
eating me up.  I can't touch the Alpha that made my life hell on earth, but
I can at least end my own misery.  I guess my .308 will cause some carnage
after all.  Not that it will make any difference.  I don't care any more.
It's time for me to let go.