Kidnaped on Their Wedding Night
M+F, M+M, NC, Rape, I/R, TG, Exhib, Slavery
Chapter 3 - The First Couple of Months
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Upon her return to the bikers camp, Moesha was advised of her husband's
fate, that he was now working for a dominatrix as a sissy boy, meaning that
he was being dressed up as a woman and having sex with men. They also
advised her that he would be brought back to the camp, once every other
week and it would be two weeks before he returned next. They told her that
if she did as she was told, she would be allowed six hours, of her normal
waking time, together, alone with her husband.
Moesha, quickly fell into a daily pattern of having sex with just about
everyone in camp, men and women alike. The men basically took her any
time anywhere, while the women were forced to put on a show of their
coupling with the beautiful captive bride. They would either make love in
the 69 position or Moesha would be eating on woman out while one or two
banged her poor little cunt with huge, strap-on dildos. Occasionally she
would be the third in a menage a trois. She was being used so much of her
waking hours, that she didn't have much time to wonder about her husband.
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Zack was rapidly transforming into Monique. In addition to picking up the
female mannerisms, his skin was getting softer, he wasn't needing to shave
as often, and most importantly he was enjoying getting fucked in his fake
pussy. While he still had a problem with taking it in the ass, he was
beginning to object less and less to sucking other men off, even ones with
larger dicks, which he seemed to get more of at time went on.
In the middle of his second full week there, he began to get concerned about
those pills, Mistress made him take, as his nipples started to get sensitive,
and when the men were fulling around with him, they seemed to always get
noticeably hard. By the end of the second week, he also noticed that his
pecks, or breasts seemed to be growing, and now, there was no question, that
his nipples had grown, both in length and width. Mistress had also rigged up
a new contraption that would link his nipples to those on the fake tits.
It entailed clamping a ring to his areolas, then when someone played with the
fake nipples, his nipples were similarly stimulated, so that he responded with
all the right facial expressions, heart rate picking up, breathing becoming
labored, and best of all, the feeling zapped itself right down to his pussy
covered cock. Zack/Monique couldn't believe the differences he was feeling
about his environment and how he was beginning to interact with people in a
more effeminate way. Even crying when a client would say something
especially harsh about Monique herself, or the way she dressed or performed.
He was sure all of this was a result of those pills, but knew it was no use
complaining, as they already told him he could swallow the pills or take a
shot from a needle in it's stead.
It was at this time that Mistress also began alternating between making him
jog an hour and a half in the morning and doing high impact aerobics in the
house. He also got his first bras at this time, as he certainly couldn't be out
jogging in anything but a sports bra, not covered by a blouse and light cotton
pants that are so tight, that the woman wearing them displays every crook
and nanny of her body. With more tit flesh there, and with it properly
squished together, his cleavage too was becoming more noticeable. Of
course, he had to even jog, with the Ben Wa balls inside of fake pussy, which
always made him cum three to six times while he was out jogging, which
would leave a nice big wet circle around his fake cunt to humiliate him as the
men all sniggered as they passed him, some even made crude comments
about how hot she must be in bed.
By the time he was to be given his day off, to see his wife, he was really
concerned, his breasts were approximately 'AA' cup sized tits, with really
big nipples. The morning that he was going home, he was forced sit around
naked, other than a robe, in full makeup, including the wig and his pierced
earrings, for his driver to pick him up. When the Bob arrived, he took Zack
into the bedroom and fucked him hard and fast in each of his holes, surprised
at how close to a real pussy, Zack's fake one was, and even more surprised at
how close to a real woman's responses, Zack's were while he was getting
fucked in his fake pussy.
The whole time that he was screwing Zack, he viciously manhandled his new
larger nipples, sometimes even making Zack cry out in lust, but usually in
pain. After the thorough fucking, Zack was allowed to remove the wig and
Mistress even helped him remove all the makeup and his artificial pussy.
Bob at first objected to her removing the fake pussy, but Mistress told him
that was what Dean, himself, had ordered. He then got dressed in the clothes
that he came in, butt plug and all.
When he got back to camp, Moesha was in the middle of a gang bang.
About fifteen men were milling around waiting their turn at one of her three
orifices. Although he knew that his wife, as he was, was being forced into
doing this, she obviously was receiving some amount of enjoyment from
being used like this. It made him wonder, if they even got out of here, if
they'd ever be able to have a normal life together, or would she at some point
miss getting screwed regularly by all those big cocks and if not wanting to
get gang banged, would at least want to get screwed by a man with a large
cock. "I guess we'll cross that bridge, when we get there." He thought to
himself as he waited, while he was forced to watch his wife perform like
some whore.
Moesha didn't even notice Zack was watching her, they were fucking her so
fast and furiously until about an hour and a half after he arrived. She no
longer was getting sore from all the fucking she was getting on a regular
basis and in fact was beginning to enjoy all the attention her body received,
even though some of it was rougher than she preferred. It certainly beat the
hell out of the treatment she got at that whore house she was forced to work
at for five days, and she besides, she orgasmed several times with each fuck
she received, cunt or ass and that definitely helped soothe her otherwise
rough edges over.
It took her another three hours to satisfy all the bikers, before she got to
spend some quality time with her husband. Even though she wasn't allowed
to clean up before going to their hut, meaning her body, especially her face,
tits and back were still covered in the bikers slimy leavings not to mention
having her cunt and ass full of it as well, she looked forward to this first,
truly private time with him, hoping for sure that he'd consummate their
marriage, even though she had fucked so many other men, and animals since
their wedding night that she had lost count a long time ago. Zack took her in
his arms and gave her a big hug and kiss. Then, just as they were heading to
their hut, Dean appeared.
"Hi! How are our newly weds? Hope everything is going alright for you two
love birds." he said sarcastically. "Before you two go off alone, we'd like to
see you consummate your marriage in front of all of us. We've even brought
out a mattress just for that purpose."
They knew there wasn't a choice and Zack undressed and the two got onto
the mattress. For half an hour, Moesha, sucked him off, talked dirty to him,
ran her erect nipples up and down his chest, but nothing she did even
produced the slightest rise out of his manhood.
"False alarm, guys! I guess they won't be consummating their marriage
today. Moesha, you still get him to yourself for six hours of private time,
because that's what I promised you if you cooperated, and you have been
more than cooperative since coming back from your training at the whore
house. In fact, I'd say you're the best piece of ass here. You certainly take
on more than your fair share of the cocks and pussy to go around and haven't
complained at all. Now you two love birds go on to your room." He
announced.
"What have you done to him? He can't get it up! He certainly was getting it
up when he left." she asked accusingly.
"I haven't done a thing to him. His new mistress might, but I have no input
there, so I have no direct knowledge of what's going on there." Dean
advised her, lying through his teeth.
Although disappointing, as they weren't able to consummate their marriage
still, almost a month later, it was nevertheless a very pleasant reunion.
Although Moesha couldn't help but notice, she said nothing about the fact
that it appeared that he was beginning to grow tits, as she remembered her
own nipples getting bigger and more sensitive even before the breasts began
to really grow. She suspected that they were either turning her husband into
a woman or worse, a man with tits, a person that really belonged to neither
gender, yet was a part of both genders.
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The next morning Zack was returned to his mistress, for another two weeks.
He was quite despondent about his inability to perform sexually with his
wife, while being capable of performing like a nympho with his clients. He
told Mistress about his concerns and asked her if there was anything she
could do. She told his that she had an idea and would let him know before he
went back again.
As his tits grew into a full 'A' cup size, he was given some bras, his size, to
wear when guests were not around. Also, during the second stint there, he
had all of his body hair, legs, crotch and arm pits, permanently removed and
was no longer having to wear fake nails, as his had grown long enough in the
five weeks since the wedding. He was getting a weekly manicure and
pedicure and filing his own nails in between appointments. His beautifully
manicured nails were 1/3" long. Now when he and Mistress went to the
mall, he usually wore, open toed shoes to show off his painted, manicured
toe nails.
Mistress was helping him less and less with his make-up and wigs, although,
once a week several of his wigs were taken to the beauty parlor to be
professionally fixed up. Usually the wigs went with them on one of the two
days that the two "ladies" went to the beauty parlor for the afternoon.
Mistress had a full treatment, whereas Monique just had a manicure, pedicure
and a facial.
The female hormones were doing their job. Zack's skin was definitely softer,
his tits bigger and his emotions were more like those of a woman than a man.
Especially about being on the receiving end of sexual encounters. He was
really beginning to enjoy not just having a hard dick in either his "pussy",
ass, or mouth, he was also really getting into having a man hold him, hug
him, kiss him, and eat his pussy out.
This artificial pussy that his mistress would attach and remove from him was
so realistic, both to him and the men using it that he was actually beginning
to believe that it was a real pussy. His reactions were such that constant
stimulation would make him go multi-orgasmic, spewing his sperm at the
pinnacle of each orgasm. So if he came a dozen times, he spermed heavily a
dozen times, something that he knew a man was incapable of doing but a
woman could. Even his clit responded in the same manner that a real
woman's clit did, getting longer and more sensitive the longer that it was
played with. Of course, he knew that his "clit" was somehow tied to his
prick, and that the sensations of his clit being diddled with were transferred
to that most sensitive part of his own cock, right behind the circumcised
head, and in return, as his cock became erect, and more sensitized, his "clit"
became erect and more sensitized.
It was the night before he was to see his wife. Just before their first guest
arrived, Mistress told him that, after consulting with a doctor, that she had
gotten him a prescription for Viagra, and would give him a tablet in the
morning, to take with him. He was so pleased with the news, that he really
performed well for her that evening. Deep throating the first customer while
he was tied in a standing spread eagled position being whipped with a bull
whip for twenty minutes, then letting the man fuck him in both his ass and
cunt, doggie style.
The second customers were a little stranger, as the dominate partner of a gay
couple came in for punishment while the submissive partner sat and watched.
Then the two of them took Monique into her room. The submissive one laid
on his back as Monique sucked him into full erection and mounted him.
Once impaled inside of her fake cunt with the submissive partner's small
cock, the dominate shoved his much larger one in her ass. Then the two
buffeted him back and forth between them. This was Monique's first
sandwich fucking. She just came and came and kept coming, shocking the
patrons with her true to life womanly reactions to their double fucking her, as
they knew she was really a he.
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The next morning, Bob showed up for his morning fuck and to take Zack
back to camp for his bi-weekly conjugal visit. Although he fucked Zack in
the ass once and made him clean his cock off between fuckings, which also
got him hard again, he couldn't help himself and fucked Zack's artificial,
tight cunt three times. Bob thought to himself, "Damn, this bitch has the
tightest cunt I've had since I raped that little girl a year ago.
While he fucked Zack, he also played with Zack's small, but larger than
before, tits and large nipples. What really amazed him was how much more
enthusiastically that Zack was fucking him back this time and even swore
that he could feel Zack opening up his pussy as he fucked into it and then
grasped his cock with his pussy as he pulled back out, but decided that he
must be imagining this as it was a REAL pussy.
Again when Bob and Zack arrived back at the camp, they were gang banging
Moesha. She was obviously enjoying every second of it from the way she
was moving and her constant moans, groans and squeals of delight when she
orgasmed, which was quite often. Zack took his Viagra when she was down
to just six men waiting to be serviced, as she worked on another three all at
the same time.
Again they were commanded to consummate their marriage in front of the
gang. While Moesha was able to get him hard enough to enter her, his cock
was only semi-hard, and seemed smaller, both shorter and thinner, than she
had remembered. While he did add his cum to that of the many bikers who
had fucked his wife before him, Moesha could barely feel his pitifully small
cock inside of her and she got nothing out of their coupling.
Moesha realized that these bikers all had bigger cocks than her husband's.
They also made sure that she had been vigorously fucked by at least thirty-
five of the guys, thus stretching her cunt way out and that Donkey was
always her last fuck just before they made Zack attempt to fuck her. She
knew that she was REALLY stretched out, after Donkey was through with
his typical half hour fucking of her cunt. But she also realized that her pussy
was a well trained machine now and still should be able to tightly squeeze
even something as small as a pencil, even after Donkey worked her cunt over
for half an hour. What she didn't realize, was even though she might be able
to squeeze down on her husband's shrinking cock, that didn't mean that she
could cum from being stimulated by such a small cock after being gang
banged with Donkey as the final man inside of her, REALLY stretching her
out of shape.
This bothered both of them and they spent most of their time together alone
talking about it. When they weren't talking they cuddled and kissed, making
up for their forced separation After Zack was returned to his mistress, Dean
made a point of constantly pointing out, how many times that Zack couldn't
perform, and the final performance where he barely performed, certainly not
well enough to get her rocks off like the gang members could and did.
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Zack happily reported to his mistress, his partial success with his wife and
begged her for two pills the next time. His mistress was no fool, a happy
Zack would make happy clients and she readily agreed. As suspected he
performed just as she had assumed, with all of his heart.
Unfortunately, as the time approached for his next visit, the gang had
business to attend to in another state. Mistress informed Zack, "The gang is
going out of town on business and they won't be back until your next
scheduled visit. They've taken Moesha with them so even if you could go
over there, she won't be there anyway. I'm sorry honey. I know how much
you look forward to these visits with your wife. You'll get to see her in two
weeks. I promise you."
The news devastated Zack. For the next two weeks he sulked around the
house all day not wanting to do anything and was not as enthusiastic with the
clients. This bothered Mistress, not out of concern for Zack, but rather out of
her concern for how it might affect her own business.
She simply joked to her customers that it was that time of the month for
Monique. She was glad when the two weeks were over and he was able to
see his wife. She even gave him three Viagras and told him to use all three
on the day that he finally did go to see her.
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Moesha had to travel as she always did, in a short tight dress that exposed as
much of her body as it hid, and the dress had these extra slits below her
boobs, for someone to stick their hands inside to get at her huge tits. For the
entire ride, both ways, over the six states, she was either on her back with a
cock in her cunt or on her belly with a cock up her ass. As soon as one gang
member came inside of her, she was assigned to a new gang member, to ride
his cock. In either case there was also a pair of hands squeezing her tits and
abusing her nipples as well. Just like the trip to the whore house and back,
when they'd approach a big truck, they'd expose her naked tits, show them
that she was riding a cock and make her smile and waive at the trucker, who
would look at her as if she were some big whore.
They even stopped a couple of times and let some random trucker fuck her
for a few bucks. They must have told the truckers that only her ass hole was
available as every last trucker who fucked her, fucked her ass hole and then
made her clean their cocks with her mouth. Dean took perverse pleasure in
showing her the money he got from the truckers and pointing out that she
was no longer an amateur but professional whore, now that she was charging
men for the privilege of using her body.
When they got to where they were headed, and checked into several hotels,
Dean told her, "There is a reason that we made you begin charging men to
fuck you. You are going to be used as bait. We're looking for this man."
and showed her his picture, "He likes fucking black whores in the ass.
Probably because they'll do it and most white girls, even whores won't. Any
way, we're setting you up as a street walker, picking men up so that you can
fuck them for money. You'll charge $30 for a fuck or a fuck and suck or just
a suck. You'll let the men know however that you will let them fuck you in
the ass for $100. The idea is that as the word of a new black woman with
huge titties gets around, he'll hear it and come looking you up. You'll begin
work at 11:00 in the morning and come back in at 1:00 in the morning. You
start right after breakfast, you'll take half an hour off for lunch at 4:00 and
take a dinner break between 8:00 and 9:00, whenever business slows down
for a minute."
In abject horror, Moesha asked, "What about the cops? They could arrest me
for prostitution!"
"Don't worry about them. If they do pick you up, tell them they can use you
anyway that they want for as long as they can keep getting it up. They'll fuck
you and let you go. They aren't the big moralist that you think they are.
They're men just like any of us and if they get a piece of ass, they're happy.
End of story." Dean informed her.
They made her change out of her traveling dress, into one just as short, low
cut and tight as her traveling dress, but this one was more transparent. Even
though she'd be dressed, her tits, cunt and ass all showed through, it would
be like standing out there completely naked. She was also given a black
garter belt, sheer black stockings and a pair of seven inch stiletto high heels.
The heels would bunch her shapely legs up making them even shapelier and
bunch her ass up, making it stick further out and bounce as she walked. It
also caused her to take short mincing steps, which gave her a more seductive
look and made her ass sway like the whore that she was forced to be.
From the time that she set foot out on the street, until it was time to come
back to the motel, she was kept in constant use. She'd be out for a few
minutes and someone would pull up, seeing how young, shapely and busty
she was, and ask how much. She'd give them her prices and they'd
immediately have her get into their car and drive her to her motel room to do
the dirty deed, then take her back to where they picked her up. In a matter of
minutes, she'd get picked up again. The only no no, was that she couldn't
pick up black or Oriental men, white men only.
While the greatest majority of her tricks were old, fat men with tiny cocks,
some even smaller than her husband's, that would cum as soon as they got
their pitiful cocks into her, she did pick up some young studs who knew how
to use their tools. What she didn't know was that Dean was tapping
everything that went on in her room. Her conversations with her Johns,
including consummating the deal, accepting their money and then fucking
them. He would use this latter to black mail her into keeping quiet about her
servitude to the gang.
The target finally showed up on the eighth day there and picked her up. As
soon as he got to her room, the gang grabbed him. Moesha was told to stay
in her room, that she didn't have to prostitute herself on the street anymore
and that when they finished their business with the man that they'd be going
home. They stayed two more days before leaving for home but Moesha had
no clue as to what happened between the gang and the man. The ride back
home was identical to the ride out, even down to her having to fuck several
truckers.
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They had arrived back at their camp two days before Zack's next visit and
Mistress told him that they were back as soon as she found out. The next
two days she had a completely different Monique working for her than the
one who had been working for her for the last two weeks.
Zack almost didn't even respond to his given name anymore, as he had to
respond to being called Monique so much. By now the hormones were really
working well. His previously deep voice was now about an octave and a half
higher, giving him a much more feminine voice. His breasts had grown,
much to his dismay, to a full 'B' cup. His large nipples seemed to be always
erect, tenting out his blouses and dresses and sending wonderfully sexual
feeling through his breasts and right to his clit, which in turn kept him in
such an aroused state that his panties were always soaked. Sometimes he
could even feel his juices, as he thought now of his seminal fluids, which
because of the catheter, would leak out of his cunt and down his legs.
There were other signs as well. His waist was getting smaller. His hips were
getting wider. His ass cheeks seemed to have a lot more cushion to them.
His legs and arms were less muscular and more feminine and shapely. Even
his hands and feet seemed to have shrunken somewhat. Lastly his hair was
beginning to get long, not long enough yet to consider it feminine, but getting
that way.
Bob showed up early and spent a longer time fucking Zack, before Mistress
took his artificial pussy off and he got cleaned up to go see his wife. As
would always be the case from now on, the gang was going to try to convince
Moesha that the husband she had married was now a fag. That she really
shouldn't love or care for him anymore because they had all she needed
between their legs to keep her happy. To this end, they had been triple
fucking the captive bride for the last ten hours straight. Even making her
double fuck two gang women at a time with strap-on dildos the size of
Donkey's cock in both of her fuck holes, while she either ate another pussy
or sucked a cock, over the two hours just prior to Zack arriving. Then
instead of his normal half hour of ravishing Moesha with his huge, animal
sized cock, Donkey spent a full hour doing so, as her last fuck before Moesha
could see her husband.
Today, instead of Zack having to hang around and watch his wife fuck all of
these animals for just two or three hours, he had to wait five hours. Then, as
was the ritual, a mattress was brought out and their first coupling in a month
was to be in front of the gang. Not only were they going to make fun of his
small cock today, they were also going to make fun of his new tits.
He had taken the three Viagras, and even before getting on the mattress with
his wife, his cock, which was even smaller than the last time, was at full
erection. Even fully hard and pounding his wife through not one but three
blasts from his cock, did nothing for her numb stretched out cunt. Although,
for dramatic affect, she did feign having an orgasm, each time her husband
came inside of her.
But her acting didn't fool Dean, who knew that her whole body shook when
she had a real orgasm, and it didn't when she pretended to have one with her
husband. He didn't want to upset her while she was spending time with him,
but he would let her know that she didn't fool him in the least, once he left.
After Moesha and Zack went to her room, she said, "My god! What have
they done to you? You have tits bigger than a lot of women! You're deep
voice is so high now!"
"They've been making me take female hormones." he advised her and broke
down crying.
Moesha held her crying husband to her big cum covered tits and rocked him.
Shushing him and telling him that there was nothing they could do to make
her stop loving him. Although she was beginning to doubt the reality of that
herself, based on what Dean kept telling her.
When he finally stopped crying he told her what his life was like at the
dominatrix's house. How he was actually transformed into a complete
woman, with the artificial pussy that made him respond to sexual stimulation
just as if her were a woman. How had to suck men's cocks, and let them
fuck his artificial pussy and his ass. But quickly acknowledged to not having
to service as many men, and that most of the men he fucked and sucked had
normal sized dicks, not huge ones like the gang members, which she had to
service with all three of her holes.
He went on to say that they were feminizing him in other ways. Such as
going to the beauty parlor twice a week for manicures, pedicures, and facials.
Having to gossip with the help and other patrons about nonsense things. He
was also taken to the mall on the other five days, in very revealing outfits,
short skirts, low cut blouses or dresses. He was forced to wear corsets to
make it appear that he had an hour glass figure and the bras were either
cupless or had a cup that only covered the bottom part of his tits, leaving his
nipples bare in either case. When he walked around the mall, his breasts
bounced and all the teenagers and some of the older men stared at his long,
bare nipples, both down his blouse or dress and as they tented the material
way out.
This visit would be the last somewhat happy visit that they had. Zack was
not allowed to take the artificial pussy off for his visits anymore and had to
service the gang members laying right next to his wife as she also was
servicing them on the fewer and fewer visits that they were allowed.
Moesha, through constant abuse, eventually did truly become their little
willing fuck toy, taking everything and anything they threw at her. Which
included some pretty horrendous torture, being fucked by three or more
gangs for five days straight, usually taking on two or three men at a time,
prostituting herself for some quick cash for the gang and being pierced. They
had her nipples, tongue, belly button, clit and pussy lips pierced, all in one
sitting with no pain killer, and then gang banged the sore woman for twelve
hours straight. Her right ass cheek was branded with "Property of The Road
Hogs". Her right tit, just above her areola was tattooed with the word
"Whore", while the left one said, "Slut". Another tattoo in the middle of her
belly, between the bottoms of her tits and her navel said, "I'm a Barbie Fuck
Toy".
The gang was making her more and more into a Barbie type figure. They had
her belly lipo-suctioned by a doctor who did favors for the gang, removing
what little fat she did have between her ribs and her hips, shrinking her
already small waist of 23" down to a tiny 19". The doctor also gave them, an
illegal in the US, drug that would reroute all future fat build up from her
thighs and belly to her tits. After her tits grew another cup size, they wanted
them even bigger still, so she was given hormones to make her produce milk
and once she started producing milk, a different hormone to really make her
produce milk. Her 39-E tits grew first to 39-F and when her milk production
was at it's maximum, they became 40-G, almost H sized tits.
She not only no longer minded being fucked in the ass, she actually enjoyed
it, almost but not quite as much as regular fucking. Deep throating a cock
was now an art, something she could do but most women couldn't, and she
loved the taste of cum. She liked pussy juice too, but no where near as much
as she liked the taste of cum, fresh from a cock. Her favorite position now
was being the meat of a three hole fucking. When she rode with the gang on
their cycles, she usually had a cock in either her cunt or her ass.
As for Zack, he doesn't get to see his wife anymore. He now has 'D' cupped
tits himself, though his cock has shrunk to a mere 2". No one but he sees it
anymore as he wears his artificial pussy 24/7/365 except for the hour a week
it's removed so he can bath and clean the area normally covered by the
artificial pussy. He's been wearing 7" high heeled shoes almost every
waking moment for so long, that walking around bare foot or in anything
shorter than a 5" heel is painful. His hair has grown out so that he only wears
wigs to change the color of his hair to blonde (in three shades) or red ( in two
shades).
He doesn't like how his life has turned out, being used as a sex object for all
these men, but his mistress has been good to him, salving his hurt feelings,
especially those about no longer even being able to see his own wife except
in videos of her being used and abused by the gang. He feels that she got the
worse of the deal, having to be those bastard's fuck toy, letting any or all of
them use her in any way they feel like.
He really felt sorry for her when they pierced her as he listened to her
screams of pain, followed by a brutal day long fucking while they pulled and
yanked on her freshly pierced studs and rings. Another time was when they
gave the operation which did really start giving her the shape of a Barbie
doll. The last time that they really got to him, over their treatment of her was
after her breasts really grew to balloon size after she began producing milk.
He just could imagine how hard it must be on her back to be lugging around
the huge, heavy tits, that she now sported on her chest, with no support at all.
The worst part of it all, was that her tits were constantly full of milk and her
only method of getting any relief from the pressure in her tits was to beg
gang members to suck on her tits, or else they'd let them explode before
giving her any relief.
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Dear Readers and other writers. I am done with this story. If anyone else
wants to pick it up and take it further, you have my permission, as long as
you post all parts together, my three plus any that you may add.
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The End