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Grave Mistake
by 14bees (justforpenguins@gmail.com)

***

A young high school girl goes to what she thinks is a 
masquerade party, but finds herself at a life-changing 
event. (MM/f, nc, rp, v, 1st)

by request for: NuggetDane

***

She'd heard about the masquerade party that was being 
held by the fraternity house. She was in the locker 
room of the gymnasium at the catholic high school and 
overheard two of the senior girls. The towel-wrapped, 
slim blonde girl was telling the Indian girl in bra and 
panties that her older brother at the college was on 
the fraternity's planning crew. 

"What is it, some kind of, like, initiation?", asked 
the sweet brown girl. Her nipples were large, dark 
circles, clearly visible through the bra's thin 
material. She slipped a colorful silk blouse over her 
head.

"I didn't really ask him about it. I picked up the 
phone to make a call. He must have been on a call; he 
didn't hear me pick up the other line though," said the 
blonde. She was towel drying her curly, damp pubes. She 
put down the towel and preened her short, curly muff-
tugging her curls. "All I heard them say was that it 
was supposed to be held in the old cemetery. You know, 
the one by the McGregor farm? It's supposed to be on 
Saturday night."

The Indian girl was adjusting her short kilt and 
straightening her knee-socks. "So, do you think you're 
going to go? Those guys usually hold great parties. Is 
this supposed to be a kegger or what?" 

Blondie was shimmying into a pair of peach coloured 
panties, "I don't think this is supposed to be anything 
like that at all. He was really sounding all serious 
and kind of hush-hushed about it. Besides, he get all 
pissy if I showed up one of his fuckin' precious little 
fraternity things."

Sarita said, "Yeah, but you said it was going to be 
some kind of costume thing. He'll never have to know if 
we just keep our faces covered." 

Claire, the blonde answered, "Hmmmmmmmm, that might 
work. Besides, I might get some good dirt on him." 

They giggled and agreed to think about their costumes 
in study hall. 

Amy hadn't ever spoken to the two girls, but had seen 
them in the change rooms before. Their school was large 
enough to run two gym classes simultaneously. Where 
Claire and Sarita were both eighteen, Amy was only 
sixteen. To look at her, she was nothing you'd notice 
in the hallways; she was rather plain. In the locker 
room however, her charms were somewhat more apparent. 

She dropped her towel onto the wooden bench by her own 
locker and started sorting out her clothes. She was a 
petite girl, maybe five feet three or four. She had 
long black hair; wavy black hair that came down to the 
small of her back. Her skin was pale and she had 
freckles on her nose. She stepped into a pair of pink 
panties with a little red bow on the front. Her sparse 
black pubic curls were tufted enough that her little 
pussy was almost obscured, but not quite. Her lips were 
just evident if you looked for a moment. 

She tugged the panties into place. Next, she reached 
for her little pink bra. It was a very fine B cup, 
better to think of it as a sumptuous mouthful. She 
clasped it closed and then turned it around to slip her 
arms through the sleeves. Her breasts were like 
mangoes; pert and pointed and capped with thick coral 
nipples. Her areolae were large and her nipples were 
long and thick in the chill of the locker room air. 

Amy wanted so much to be popular. She decided that she 
was going to think of a costume of her own and go to 
that party too. 

When Saturday afternoon arrived, Amy had just put the 
finishing touches on her costume. She had whipped up a 
simple, but sexy belly dancer's costume. She made pink 
genie pants that were gauzy and showed off her firm 
young legs. She would wear her slippers from ballet 
class. 

Her tight young belly would be exposed. She'd be a 
swirl of pink chiffon and skin. She thought about her 
costume some more. She debated whether she should wear 
bra and panties or just maybe just go braless, wearing 
only a slinky little pink camisole. She decided that 
that would be the best way to show off her pert little 
budding breasts. 

Later that evening, she came down the stairs as quiet 
as a mouse. Her parents were asleep. She expected she'd 
be back long before morning; they'd never even know she 
was gone. 

She went outside quietly and called a taxi on her cell 
phone. 

Soon, she was standing at the edge of the cemetery. Amy 
crept her way in past the heavy iron gate and walked 
over to an old mossy mausoleum. She crept into the 
alcove and, peering around cautiously, she began to 
change into her costume. She stowed her clothes into 
her knapsack. She realized she had no place for her 
wallet or her cell phone or keys; so, she decided to 
stuff them in the knapsack and place the bag in the 
shadows of this resting place. 

She stepped out into the pale moonlight and the chilly 
autumn air caused her breasts to tighten up; her 
nipples became hard and pointy, poking through her 
skimpy top. 

Her ballet slippers became damp with the dew from the 
lawn. As she wound her way past old, worn stones, she 
began to hear voices. They sounded as though they were 
chanting something. As she rounded a small mounded 
plot, she immediately caught sight of their bonfire. 
Amy felt butterflies in her stomach. She made out 
several silhouettes, but didn't recognize anyone. She 
crept in closer; they were dancing around the fire. 
There was a sudden bright blast of light; someone 
spewed alcohol into the pyre. There was a chorus of 
drunk sounding cheers, loud, drunken male voices.

She steeled herself. She had come all this way and 
wasn't going to chicken out now. She slunk closer and 
soon was skulking behind a worn old headstone, when all 
of a sudden someone else spewed alcohol into the fire. 
In the ensuing flare of light she was suddenly spotted.

"Heyyyyyyy, brothers," bellowed a drunken frat boy, "It 
seems like our prayers have been answered and a 
sacrifice has arrived." The frenetic drumming stopped 
and all eyes turned to face Amy. The frat boy who 
shouted was dressed as a jackal. Amy saw another frat 
boy dressed as a goat and another as a wolf. She 
scanned the crowd and saw only frat boys in various 
costumes; she saw no girls at all.

"Ummmmmm, uhhhhh, hello boys," she said weakly. "Nice 
party."

"Come here you pretty little thing. You look cold," 
said another frat boy. His eyes were fixed on the 
silhouettes of her young titties, straining against the 
thin fabric of her little silk half blouse. Amy 
followed his gaze and noticed her bosom was clearly 
outlined by the bright firelight.

"Where are all the other girls?", she asked. She was 
expecting to see Claire and Sarita, if not lots of 
other girls. 

"We've been asking the gods that all night," said one 
of the masked revelers. "But then you were delivered to 
us." 

She didn't know what to do or how to act. She'd never 
been out to a party, even with other sixteen year olds, 
much less with a dozen or more drunk frat guys, 
celebrating God knows what. She wanted to be accepted 
so she reached out and took the hollowed out cattle 
horn that was being offered her. It burned her mouth. 
She'd never tasted brandy of course. "Drink up little 
sister", said a tiger headed frat boy. He tipped up the 
horn as she drank from it. Brandy spilled over her lip 
and soaked the front.

"Oooooooooooh!" she squealed.

All the frat boys laughed at this. Her thick left 
nipple was clearly revealed through her clingy wet 
blouse. "Let her drink up brother tiger," said the 
wolf-headed frat boy. "Go on little one."

Amy's head shook as the burn from the brandy spread 
down her throat. "O-okay," she said uncertainly. She 
had never tasted alcohol before in her life and after a 
few more sips, she was feeling tipsy. "I don't know 
what's happening to me," she said giggling. 

The clouds drifted away, revealing a full moon glaring 
down at her; encircled by thirteen college guys-all of 
them leering at her. Each of the guys was sporting an 
erection, Amy noticed. Their togas appeared to be the 
only things that kept their raging lusts from view. 

"Do you know what is going to happen to you tonight, 
you little silky thing? We're going to fill up your 
womb and one of us will be making your belly grow as of 
tonight." 

Amy shook her head vigorously, trying to clear away her 
double vision. "What are y-y-you guys talking about, 
no, I gotta go home." The circle closed in on her in a 
throng. She tried to slip away from the hands that were 
clutching at her, but her wrists were soon clamped 
tightly and her arms were spread apart. "Please... just 
let me go home." 

The tiger-headed one approached her and began rubbing 
his hands up and down all over her thin silk half-top. 
Amy's nipples stood out like thimbles and his fingers 
first brushed roughly over them and then were fully 
pinching them as she winced. 

"Ahhhh, owwww, oooohhhh!" she hissed as tiger abused 
her nipples. She closed her eyes tightly for a moment 
but then opened them again momentarily as she felt two 
other sets of hands begin to paw her barely clad body. 
She shivered in the cool night air and her skin was 
goose-bumped.

Soon, tiger relinquished his abuse of her nipples and 
she felt him untying the sash she wore. The silky, 
gauzy genie pants slid down her legs as easy as you 
please. Amy's body was lifted right up off the ground 
and the wolf-headed one snatched her pants away and 
cast them into the bonfire. The serpent-headed fratboy 
to her left, turned her so she saw them go up in 
flames. 

"Noooo, no, no, noooo," she said as she shook her head 
trying to break free from his grasp-trying to escape 
this nightmare. "Don't hurt me. Pleee-e-e-a-a-aaase," 
She was sobbing now.

In her short, innocent life, she had no experience to 
compare with this, no experience with boys whatsoever; 
but she knew what was going to happen to her. 

"This might hurt you a little or this might hurt you a 
lot," said the wolf-headed fratboy. "Is that what we 
want brothers; for this virgin to be sacrificed 
painfully? Shall we sear this night into her memory for 
all time to come?" 

A roar of approval was heard all around her. Amy knew 
that they were too far out in the old cemetery; she 
knew nobody could save her. 

"No...no, no... no, no, no, no...pleeasse NO!" she 
cried.

Soon tiger and wolf both had their togas pulled aside 
and she was forced to witness them revealing their 
rigid erections. Each was pumping their cocks, 
engorging them with blood, getting ready for her. 

Amy heard the sound of a knife locking into place and 
felt her silky top and vest being pulled tightly 
against her flesh as an unseen brother sliced through 
her clothes. Soon, she felt the soft, silky swoosh of 
her tattered clothes being pulled off her body and saw 
them fly over her head in an arc and land in the fire.

Now she was being held with arms spread apart wearing 
only the soft, high-cut panties she'd bought especially 
to go with her costume. Other hands from behind were 
now yanking her feet apart and she was clasped spread-
eagled for all these fratboys to see.

In her panic, she looked around, her eyes wild with 
fear. All the other fratboys she saw were standing with 
their togas pulled aside and they were all brandishing, 
what seemed to her eyes to be enormous erections. 

"Brother bear, put her to her knees," instructed 
brother tiger. Brother bear was one of the fratboys 
grasping her wrists. He and Brother snake at her other 
side put a hand on each shoulder and soon Amy was 
thrust to the damp, mossy ground. By now her face was 
tear stained and she sobbed. "Now fix her head," said 
tiger. 

Two hands adjusted her head forcibly and as Amy saw 
tiger approaching her face with his straining, 
twitching cock covered in pre-cum, she let out a wild 
scream. It was blood curdling. Many of the brothers 
were spurned on by her protests and their erect loins 
began to bob around, yearning to invade her soft, gooey 
virginal places. 

Her face was scorched by the sudden sting of tiger's 
hand as he slapped her and she was suddenly silent. She 
was dazed and momentarily shocked; her mouth was agape. 
Tiger then stepped forth and slid his swollen cock 
along her pink tongue, right into her startled virgin 
mouth. Her eyes went wide. "Mmmmmmmph, mmm, gluuckk," 
she muttered as she tried to protest around the 
throbbing member and then gagged as it deep-throated 
her. 

Tiger had his hands on her head and began to fuck her 
mouth and throat, slowly at first but soon his tempo 
increased. Through the eyeholes of his mask, her looked 
down at her eyes streaming tears and her mascara 
running amuck. He tilted his head back as his 
ejaculation approached. He'd been holding off for 
several days in anticipation of this ceremony and so 
the flood of come he sent down her throat was copious. 
Amy coughed and a gagging sound was heard from around 
the large member that was still nestled in her throat. 

As the now limp cock was withdrawn from her mouth, a 
large strand of jism joined tiger's purple glans with 
Amy's pouting lips. "Now for the good stuff!" he 
growled. "Stand her up for me lads. 

Brother's bear and snake wrenched her to her unsteady 
feet and now it was tiger's turn to kneel down. Soon 
his masked face was right in line with her pale lilac 
coloured silk panties and he hooked his eager fingers 
into the sides of the fabric and formed his hands into 
claws that now pulled her panties down slowly. Amy and 
the others could hear brother tiger inhaling her light 
girl-smell deeply. He lifted one then the other of her 
legs and put the panties under his robe where they 
disappeared. In stead, his hand came back out with his 
yet again growing, aching member. 

All the fratboys could hear her snivelling and sniffing 
in her distress. "P-p-pleeeaaase... pleaaaaaaaase just 
let me go hoooooommmmmmme!" she cried; her eyes 
clenched tightly. 

Ignoring this, brother tiger began to stroke her sparse 
muff; edging his way closer and closer to the cleft 
where her clit was hiding. 

With a glance at brother's bear and serpent, they 
released their grip from Amy and tiger shoved her to 
the ground roughly. She gasped as the air was forced 
out of her. Her legs flailed as though she were 
treading water and Tiger fell on top of her and held 
her legs still. 

"Wrists...ankles!" he ordered. Four brothers each took 
an ankle or a wrist and spread her wide open for tiger 
to feast upon. 

"Now it's time to smash that little cherry of yours and 
have us a sacrifice!" he said loudly to her for all to 
hear. This was followed by hoots and cheers. When the 
cheering stopped, all that could be heard was tiger's 
excitedly heavy breathing and Amy's panicked mewing and 
crying. Tiger swept aside his toga and grasped his 
thick cock; rubbing it all over her tight slit. He 
oozed his juices all over her gash and soon Amy felt 
him pressing the bulbous head against her clit. 

Soon his rubbing was met with success when her body 
began to lubricate itself, despite her protests. She 
fought to free her arms and legs, but they were held 
too tightly. Tiger and several of the other brothers 
who now knelt by to observe her defloration, saw his 
purple head start to slip between her lips. With that 
sight, they all began to stroke themselves more 
earnestly in anticipation of their turn. 

He pushed his head in and out in short strokes until 
her pussy was juicy enough to cause no more friction on 
his head and when that moment came he... slipped... 
right into her halfway. 

"On the count of three!" said brother wolf loudly. They 
all counted aloud. "ONE! TWO! THR..."

...but tiger had jumped the gun and lunged his raging 
erection deep into her, tearing her hymen violently.

"....EEEE!" they finished chanting as tiger's cock 
emerged covered in Amy's virginal blood.

At that same moment, Amy inhaled sharply and started to 
scream and flail her head from side to side. Tiger 
steadied her head and clamped his hand over her mouth 
and continued pumping in and out of her ruined pussy. 
"Shhhhhhh!" he said; but each thrust was delivered with 
such force that her eyes showed her wincing each time 
he slammed into her. 

Soon, the eye holes of his mask turned white as the 
fratboy-tiger rolled his eyes back and pressed himself 
into her hard and stayed there with there pelvises 
pressed together. He was coming. He was shooting spasm 
after spasm of his seed into her ready-virgin womb. 
Would he be the one he thought? 

He withdrew his slick cock and immediately brother wolf 
took his place and began fucking her while digging his 
nails like claws into the tender skin on her hips. He 
too emptied his load into her pussy, hoping he would 
seed her womb. 

To Amy, it was like a non-stop blur of poundings and 
different weights on her body and different breath 
smells and different masks. 

It was: tiger then wolf. Then jackal added a fresh 
thick dollop inside of her followed by bear, serpent 
(who lived up to his name and fucked her as if 
possessed by a cobra), goat and hare. Rooster-boy left 
long bloody raking nail marks on her ribs as he went at 
her in a fury. Fox was next, then a beetle faced 
fratboy and a monkey. 

Crow was next to last and he slid his rigid member into 
the now foaming, frothing, overflowing pussy she once 
had and pinched her nipples cruelly as he deposited his 
sperm.

Last came the rhino-masked monster. Slow and lumbering, 
he was powerfully built. "What a mess you are," he said 
and then spat onto Amy's stomach. He grabbed her ankles 
out of their restraining hands and tipped he pelvis 
back by lifting her legs up. This had the dual effect 
of keeping the lake of semen swimming down by her 
cervix and also, it positioned her as-yet ignored 
virgin rosebud right at rhino's penetration level. 

"Fix my toga," he said to anyone standing nearby. 
Goat lifted up the fabric while rooster tipped Amy's 
head up and focused her teary, defeated eyes on the 
long shaft near her last virgin portal.

It looked enormously wide... painfully, cruelly, 
impossibly wide, even after all the fucking she'd just 
sustained. She was very bleary and hadn't divined what 
was unfolding itself before her... or behind her as the 
case may be. 

Rhino forced his huge prick into her tight snatch and 
buried himself as deeply as he could within her. Amy 
looked like she was in agony. He stopped, apparently 
having reached her bottom, but there was still another 
two or three inches left outside of her ravaged birth 
canal. 

"Huuunnnnnnnhhhhhhh!!" grunted rhino as he forced 
himself fully into her.

Amy screamed in reverse; sharply inhaling through the 
pain. Then he began to actually fuck her.

On each outward stroke he made a popping sound as he 
emerged from her spermy and seemingly injured pussy. 
There were droplets of red mixed in with the goo.
Once he neared completion, he threw his full weight 
upon her and planted his big cock for his load's best 
possible trajectory. Amy let out a gasp as his weight 
knocked the wind out of her. 

Rhino snorted loudly and bellowed like his totemic 
animal would. Amy felt as if a strong index finger was 
deliberately poking her cervix again and again. She 
realised that this was the force of his ejaculation. 

"TAKE THAT AND MAKE ME A BIG, STRONG BABY WHO WILL MILK 
YOUR DRY DAY AND NIGHT WITH NO REST!!" roared rhino.

Reefing his cock back out of her, a river of come 
dribbled down to her ass and rhino grunted again. 
"Ohhhhh yeeaaaahhhh! Hold her for me boys... hold her 
for me cuz she's about to die and go to hell!!!" His 
gaze was on her puckery and as-yet-untouched little 
rosebud. 

Amy looked at him, barely conscious, and thought he was 
going to rape her again. He was, but lightning never 
strikes twice in the same place!

"Whaaaaat?" she said softly as she felt his massive 
tennis ball sized head pressing against her sphincter. 
"No, no... not there... please," she whispered as she 
gazed up at the rhino mask pleadingly. It simply nodded 
and the fratboy said, "Mmmm Hmmmmmmmmm!" 

With strong, steady pressure and with the aid of his 
slime covered cock and the river of sperm running out 
of the gaping hole that was once her tiny, tender 
pussy-he forced her open and she began to scream and 
even when they put their hands over her mouth, they 
could all hear her suffering shriek as rhino continued 
to split her open. 

Her tightly clenching rosebud was opening up to 
reluctantly accept the full width of his head and he 
pressed on forward into her. There was nothing gradual 
about the way her insides were being stretched as he 
kept forcing his whole length into her backside. Her 
scream was only interrupted by her gasps for air, 
wherein she screamed again. 

"Make way," said rhino and everyone moved aside. He 
leaned forward and his huge mass covered her. Her 
small, sixteen year old legs were hooked over his 
enormous thighs and her delicate looking arms stuck out 
from under him. That was all the others could see of 
her. 

Rhino was almost smothering her in his embrace; 
simultaneously using her body and the cemetery ground 
for traction. He proceeded to hammer in and out and in 
and out of her surprisingly fast. Each time his body 
slammed into hers concussively. Then after a sweaty 
frenzy of humping, he was became still save for the 
spasms of his monstrous testes as they emptied their 
contents into her rectum. 

He got off of her bruised, sweaty body and they all 
could see the sperm and droplets of blood issuing from 
both her holes. She was ruined; and probably also 
pregnant with one of their babies. 

They ended their ceremony quickly and dowsed their fire 
and dragged her limp, sobbing body to a freshly dug 
grave. The threw her into the six foot hole and 
scattered thirteen different ways under the moonlight. 
Prologue.

Spring turned to summer and summer to fall and whenever 
any of the fratboys drove past the house listed on her 
identification which they'd found, they saw her belly 
grew more and more and knew they had in fact ruined her 
for good. Judging by the size of her burgeoning belly 
and now huge pendulous breasts, they suspected rhino 
got his wish. 

END

(If you liked this and want to discuss writing a story 
for each other based on our own personal tastes and 
limitations, please email me. All I ask is that we 
respect each other's boundaries.

YOU TELL ME WHAT YOUR LIMITATIONS ARE AND I'LL TELL YOU 
MINE...

justforpenguins@gmail.com)

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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