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[i]Another one so soon? Here's just a short scene, unrealistic and not exactly sexual in nature. I don't know why I keep going for non-con and public humiliation type stuff, but whatever, here it is :P[/i] [b]©Kimmy9823 2013 (kimmy9823@yahoo.com). Do not publish in print or charge for viewing. Free to redistribute, but you must include this line of text.[/b] “Please step to the side here ma’am,” said the middle-aged woman in the blue TSA uniform. She had that dead look in her eyes from working this mundane job for much too long, her brunette hair pulled into a tight bun, her uniform tightly hugging her average, if not a little overweight build. Trisha was standing with her arms over her head in the x-ray machine. She lowered her arms and stepped out to where the woman had directed her. Behind the machine, an older TSA officer was calling another colleague over and pointing at a screen. “Great,” thought Trisha, “I’m already late for my plane.” She folded her arms under her 32D-cup breasts and tapped her foot, pushing some of her long, wavy, dirty-blonde hair out of her face. She was wearing comfortable clothes in anticipation of being on a plane for hours, but it was still apparent she had a gorgeous, curvy body underneath. The woman who had stopped her was standing in front of her with her hand up, preventing her from entering the secure section of the airport. The older TSA officer behind the screen shook her head at the woman as a third TSA officer who looked to be in charge had joined the first two, looking closely at the screen. “Are you carrying any sharp concealed items ma’am? Any syringes, blades, or sharp edges?” “No,” said Trisha. “Ok, please raise your arms ma’am. I’m going to pat you down,” said the officer. Trisha obliged, and the woman felt clinically up her body, starting at her ankles and moving up, rubbing up her inner thigh up to her crotch, over her stomach and beneath her breasts, and then patting over the surface of her modestly large chest. The older man stepped from behind the scanner and walked up to the woman officer, whispering something in his ear as Trisha lowered her arms, watching the other passengers behind her get cleared and walk past. “I’m going to need you to remove your shirt and pants ma’am. You appear to be concealing something on the scanner.” “What?” said Trisha, “is that really necessary? I’m not concealing anything.” “If you prefer, we can move to a private room ma’am, but I need to inspect underneath your clothing,” said the officer in a flat, if not a little annoyed tone. Trisha sighed. She looked at a clock on a nearby wall. Her plane was set to take off in just 15 minutes. “Alright, fine, whatever, just please do it quickly,” said Trisha, starting to unbutton her blouse. She pulled off the top, exposing her lacey black bra, which was pushing her generous breasts up into two round mounds. She then unbuttoned her jeans and started pushing them down, having to wiggle her very wide hips back and forth to get them off, leaning down as she pushed the jeans, her breasts swinging in the bra and nearly falling out the top as she quickly disrobed. Trisha handed her clothes to the officer and raised her arms again. The woman felt up Trisha’s body again as she stood with her legs slightly apart in the middle of the security screening area, wearing just a bra and matching lacey black panties. She bit her lip in frustration as many of the other passengers were now watching the officer feel her up, patting at the front of her panties and squeezing the cups of her bra. “Is this a padded bra ma’am?” asked the officer. “I don’t know, probably,” said Trisha shortly, looking back at the other passengers who were staring at her. “I need you to remove it so I can inspect it ma’am,” said the officer. “… you’ve got to be kidding me,” said Trisha. “Please remove your bra so I can inspect it ma’am,” repeated the officer clinically, “we can go to a private room if you wish.” It was now ten minutes until her flight was taking off. Trisha did not want to spend another minute in this city, so she reached behind her and unclipped her bra, staring daggers at the officer in front of her. She held one arm over her chest to cover her nipples as she slid the bra off, handing it over to the TSA officer. The officer examined inside each cup. She then walked away from Trisha to speak with the other officer’s behind the x-ray machine, leaving Trisha topless on one side of the security line, holding her large breasts against her chest. “Please enter the scanner again ma’am and lift your arms,” said the officer from behind the scanner. Trisha was getting very angry at this harassment as she re-entered the scanner, letting go of her breasts and holding her arms over her head. She stood there for what felt like an eternity as some of the passengers behind her in line had now pulled out their cell-phones to take pictures of the half-naked woman getting scanned in front of them. “God damnit,” thought Trisha. Finally, the female officer stepped out from behind the scanner and beckoned Trisha forward, who covered her chest again with her arms. “Can I go now?” said Trisha. “No ma’am. The scanner indicates that you may be smuggling something in your body. Please bend over this table so we can clear you.” “You already stripped me, I’m not going to bend over so you can look inside my asshole! Fucking let me through!” said Trisha angrily. “Ma’am, please calm down, this is a routine search,” said the officer, looking back at her colleagues and gesturing them over. “Fuck you! Routine search? This is fucking ridiculous, let me on that fucking plane!” shouted Trisha, stepping closer to the officer as several other officers walked up around her. “Lower your voice and step back ma’am or we will restrain you,” said the officer shortly, finally letting some emotion into her clinical voice. “Kiss my fucking ass you fucking ragged old bitch, let me on my God damn plane!” yelled Trisha right in the officer’s face. Trisha started to raise her arm, but it was immediately grabbed by the officer next to her. The other officers behind her grabbed her other arm and forced her over the table, holding her face down, her breasts pressed into the cold metal slab. “Fuck you! Let me go you fucking fascists!” screamed Trisha. One of the officers pulled out a rubber gag and shoved it into Trisha’s mouth, tying it behind her head as Trisha let out angry muffled yells. The female officer stepped up behind Trisha. “This will only take a moment ma’am. You’re only making this more difficult for yourself,” she said as Trisha writhed in the other officer’s grasp, bent over the table. The woman grabbed Trisha’s panties and slid them down, leaving Trisha fully naked in the crowded security area. Several passengers had their phones out, recording the violation of the poor woman’s rights, but not willing to step up to the officers to help. The TSA officer set a bottle of jelly lube on the metal table next to the naked woman, reaching in and pulling out a large glob of it and smearing the cold goo up the crack of Trisha’s ass. With no preparation, she pressed two fingers into her asshole and started twisting, feeling around inside the opening as Trisha writhed and let out muffled sounds through the gag. “Ma’am, I don’t feel anything inside your rectum, but I can tell that it’s fairly loose, indicating you may be a trained smuggler,” said the officer, pulling out the two fingers. “I’m going to need to take a look inside to check for any concealed items.” Trisha pulled at the officer’s grasp. She’d had a lot of sex, including quite a bit of anal sex, but she didn’t think having a well-used asshole warranted this. The officer fetched a very large metal speculum and started coating it in lube. “The smaller devices are being cleaned. I’m sorry for the inconvenience, but please relax while I take a look ma’am,” said the officer as she mercilessly shoved the cold metal speculum into Trisha’s ass, causing her to twist even more at her restraints. Even closed, the large speculum was bigger than anything Trisha had ever had inside her, forcing her asshole open over two inches wide, and now the officer started twisting a knob on the speculum, forcing it even wider. The woman placed a hand on Trisha’s wide hips as she spun the knob, opening up the speculum inside. She leaned down, taking out a flashlight and shining it into the metal device, continuing to spread it wider until Trisha’s asshole was stretched over 3 inches wide. Looking deep into Trisha’s rectum, the officer couldn’t see anything suspicious. She then pulled out another speculum, the same size as the first, and roughly shoved it into Trisha’s pussy, repeating the process of spreading it to over 3 inches wide and examining inside. Trisha was left bent over the metal table, still restrained as the officer stood up and talked with the person who appeared to be in charge of the area. Trisha stopped screaming after her holes were pulled brutally open. Although it wasn’t painful, she felt so violated and embarrassed as her fellow passengers looked on, some recording the sight of her two gaping holes left open for anyone to see in the airport. Trisha watched the two TSA officers continued to talk to each other, pointing at the screen of the x-ray scanner. The female officer finished talking and returned behind Trisha. “I don’t see what’s causing the image on the scanner ma’am. I’m going to have to take a more thorough look,” said the officer. She placed several items in sterile bags next to Trisha and kneeled down behind her, pulling open two of the bags and taking out two thin, rounded lengths of plastic. Rubbing them down with lube, she positioned one at the entrance of Trisha’s urethra, slowly pushing it several inches into her pee-hole, causing Trisha to writhe again, twisting to try to see what the officer was doing to her. The woman left that length inside Trish and started sliding a second alongside it, now starting to stretch Trisha’s urethra wider than it should be. She grabbed both thin make-shift dildos and started pulling them apart, slowly, but with constant force. As they spread apart, a stream of urine poured out from between the lengths now that nothing was holding it back. People behind Trisha were pointing and talking to each other as they watched Trisha unable to stop from emptying her bladder on the floor of the security area. The woman continued to stretch open Trisha’s urethra as the stream of urine slowed to a stop, pulling it open to an inch wide. She opened another bag and started to lube up a hollow plastic tube, several inches long and as thick as a cock. Holding Trisha’s urethra open, she pressed the tube against the pee-hole, roughly twisting and pushing until it started to slide in, shoving it almost completely inside her. The tube felt like it was tearing her open as it slid in and stretched Trisha’s urethra. The officer kneeled down again and looked up into the plastic tube, shining her flashlight up into Trisha’s bladder as a few drops of urine slid down the tube. Not finding what she was looking for, she stood back up and went to talk to her superior, before returning again. “My superior is going to take one last look, and then you’re free to go ma’am,” said the officer to Trish, who now had tears in her eyes from the horrible violation she’d received. The man stepped behind Trisha and knelt down, pulling out his own flashlight and looking into Trisha’s gaping, stretched out holes. Her asshole and pussy pulled open 3 inches wide by huge metal speculums, her urethra spread by a plastic tube an inch and a half wide. “Hmmm,” was all the man said, as he grabbed the knob of the speculum in her ass and started twisting it wider again, quickly, and unsympathetically spreading the speculum wider and wider, stretching her poor asshole beyond recognition. At over 4 inches wide, he stopped and looked inside again with his flashlight, able to put his large flashlight inside Trisha’s open anus without even touching the sides of the speculum. He repeated this with the speculum in her pussy, twisting the knob to spread it even wider than her ass, giving him a very clear view of the cervix at the bottom of Trisha’s pussy, the moist pink walls of her pussy shuddering and twitching at every touch near her openings. He then grabbed the tube stuffed in Trisha’s urethra and pulled it out, leaving her pee-hole slack and open before sliding one finger of each hand inside, spreading them apart, then adding two more fingers, spreading Trisha’s ruined urethra even wider than it had been to get a look inside. Trisha whined quietly, her asshole and pussy spread obscenely open, even her urethra now stretched wider than the size of a cock. Satisfied, the man slid her fingers out of Trisha and stood up. “She’s clear,” he said, and walked over to assist another security line. The first officer returned and grabbed both speculum, pulling them out roughly without even making them smaller first. “Alright ma’am, you’re free to proceed to your gate. It appears it was just a glitch with the x-ray. We just got these new machines yesterday and it looks like they need calibrated,” said the officer, setting Trisha’s clothes next to the woman as the other officers released her, untying her gag. As the officers went back to screening other passengers, Trisha was left still splayed over the metal table, her ass in the air and exposed for everyone to see. Her holes were completely ruined. Her pussy lips hung slack around the gaping vagina as it remained gaping 3 inches wide, the ring of her asshole stretched too far and staying open nearly 4 inches wide. Her urethra hanging open as well, making a long oval at the top of her pussy. Trisha stood up slowly, her pussy closing only by her legs shutting, her asshole still open, but forced into an oval between her round cheeks. She quietly grabbed her clothes and held them against her stomach. Still in shock, she turned around, standing fully naked for the other passenger’s to see her breasts and her ruined, slack hole between her legs. She didn’t pay attention to the people watching and recording her as she picked up her bag and her shoes and walked to the ticketing counter to book another flight for the one she missed, her holes staying open, now obvious that they’ve been permanently stretched, her urethra occasionally dripping out urine now that it can never hold it back again, her pussy and ass remaining in their new state, gaping wide open.

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[i]Here's this? I dunno. I thought I'd just post it since if I re-read it I'll probably find all these problems. There's probably almost certainly typos/grammar that I might come back and fix later. It starts slow, so you may wanna skip ahead, but I think the initial part is probably the best :P It ends up implausible and extreme though, because apparently I can't do anything that's not weird.[/i] [b]©Kimmy9823 2013 (kimmy9823@yahoo.com). Do not publish in print or charge for viewing. Free to redistribute, but you must include this line of text.[/b] Jamie slid her arms through the 30H-cup bra, reaches into each cup to pull her heavy breasts up and into position. She sighed as she looked down at her deep cleavage obscuring her view of the rest of her body. Over the summer she’d grown from a petite, flat-chest girl to someone who looked like they’d stuffed two bowling-balls in her shirt. She’d visited her doctor, and he couldn’t explain the incredible growth. His only recommendation was to wait until it stopped, and they’d perform a reduction surgery. Unfortunately, she’d grown 2 cups since then, and it didn’t seem to be stopping. Jamie was hungry most of the time, and it seemed like everything she ate just made her chest swell more. Jamie slid on a soft pink t-shirt that did little to hide her breasts, so she pulled out the biggest, loosest sweater she could find and slipped it on. Looking at herself in the mirror, the sweater was large enough that it just looked like she’d gained a lot of weight… was that better or worse than looking like she’d gotten massive breast implants? At the end of the school year, she barely had any chest at all, and now, on the morning of the first day of classes, she looked like she’d gained 70 pounds. It would just have to do, she decided, and put on some matching baggy pants. Pulling her shoulder-length dark brunette hair into a ponytail, Jamie put on some light make-up. If her clothes were going to be dumpy, at least the rest of her can look nice, she thought as she put light pink lipstick on her slightly-thinner-than-average lips. Some dark eyeliner and she felt ready to go. She held one hand over her ample chest as she headed downstairs to keep them from bouncing too much and headed out the door _____________________________ Jamie sat down near the back of her English 1002 course. It’d been a rough morning, but so far everyone she knew from last year was polite enough not to question her about her apparent weight gain. Unfortunately the desks were small in this room, and her breasts were forced to rest on the edge of the desk, making it more obvious that it was her chest in particular was the cause of her large size. Ms. Matheson walked in and sat at the front of the desk, pulling out some papers and getting organized. Jamie had her last year for English 1001. She had explained that she was a PhD student who had returned to school after being a stay-at-home mom for 10 years. Jamie’s mind wandered as she started to explain this again for the new students. Jamie started looking at her teacher and noticed that she too had a fairly large chest, maybe an F-cup or so. Had Ms. Matheson always been that busty? She tried to recall and figured that she had, but just wore such plain, matronly clothes that Jamie had never noticed. Jamie looked her teacher over to figure out how she downplayed her figure, seeing if she could mimic any of it. Ms. Matheson was much taller than her by maybe almost a foot and a half. She had shorter, light-brown hair done into a simple bob, a hair-style a little more stylish than Jamie’s mother’s, but seemed like something she might wear. She seemed fairly thin despite her chest, and wore a plain violet sweater. It wasn’t excessively loose, but was bunched up to make it hard to tell exactly the figure beneath. She also wore a straight, gray skirt just past her knees with gray stockings underneath, and a pair of plain flats, presumably to downplay her height. As Jamie was staring at her teacher’s body, suddenly everyone around her started standing up and walking out. Ms. Matheson had let them out early with a reading assignment for tomorrow. Jamie fumbled with her binder and started to put it in her backpack as Ms. Matheson approached her, now the only student left in the classroom. “Jamie, glad to have you as a student again. How was your summer?” Ms. Matheson said cooly, standing over her student as she leaned over into her backpack. “Oh, um, hi Ms. Matheson. It was good, mostly stayed in,” said Jamie, zipping up her backpack and sitting back up. The teacher’s position in front of her prevented her from standing up to leave. “No exciting adventures then? Doctor’s visits?” the teacher said. Well shit, thought Jamie. Where was she going to go with this? Jamie looked up and saw Ms. Matheson blatantly staring at her ample chest. “Um.. no, nothing like that.” “Mmhmm,” Ms. Matheson replied simply. “So, your breasts just naturally grew to the size of a porn-star’s over the course of three months?” Jamie was a bit stunned by that. What was this? Was she mad at her? She had no idea how to respond. Ms. Matheson had always been a pretty quiet, easy teacher. It almost felt like her mom was talking down to her. Ms. Matheson seemed to enjoy seeing Jamie fidget. “I see, go on then, how much did those implants cost your parents? Or did you find some nice older man to pay for them in exchange?” Jamie blushed deeply and finally stammered out, “no… they just grew! I don’t know what’s happening to me…” “Sure you don’t, you just somehow grew into a big-titted slut,” said Ms. Matheson plainly. She didn’t sound mad, but everything she was saying felt so confrontational to Jamie. Jamie started to stammer out a response as Ms. Matheson reaches out and started fondling Jamie’s left tit. Before Jamie could react, her teacher leaned in and started kissing her. Jamie tried to pull back, but Ms. Matheson just pushed forward, forcibly making out with her as she rubbed over the big soft breast. “Mmmm mmmfff!!” Jamie finally pulled herself together enough to try to stop the one-way kissing. Ms. Matheson pulled back, slowly opening her eyes, seeming to savor every bit of what was happening. “M-Ms. Matheson, please, what’re you doing?” The teacher ignored the question. “Mmm, well, let’s see those big fake tits of yours,” she said softly, reaching down to start to pull up Jamie’s sweater. “Please stop! What’re you doing!” said Jamie again, grabbing her sweater and stopping her teacher from pulling it off. “Jamie…” said Ms. Matheson softly, “I know you’re barely skating along in this school. I can make things so much easier for you. You’ll never have to worry about disappointing mommy and daddy.” “I… I don’t care… I’ll be fine, I don’t need help.” “… or,” said Ms. Matheson, her voice becoming more cold, “I can make things very difficult. It would be a shame if I found the original essay you plagiarized for your final paper last semester, not to mention all the times you tried to force yourself on me after class.” “B-but…” said Jamie softly. Those weren’t true, but it sounded so bad. She didn’t have time to think it through before Ms. Matheson grabbed her sweater and her undershirt and pulled them up over her melon-sized breasts, exposing her cleavage and leaving her in just her bra. Ms. Matheson grabbed at the large breast again, able to more directly grope at her big-titted student and leaned in to kiss her again. Jamie didn’t know what to do. She had to just accept the kissing. Her teacher was so much larger than her, had so much more authority, and she felt so small and helpless, trapped because of her big tits. Ms. Matheson reached her other hand around to hold Jamie’s head still as they made out, the hand on Jamie’s chest sliding up over the cup and pressing it down, exposing the girl’s large nipple. She broke the kiss and kneeled down, latching her mouth on the big soft nipple, suckling at it gently and running her tongue around the areola. Jamie couldn’t believe her nice English teacher was kneeling in front of her, suckling on her huge exposed breast in this classroom. She had to just sit there as her nipple grew hard in Ms. Matheson’s mouth. Even though this was so crazy, it did start to feel incredibly good. She wasn’t roughly forcing herself on Jamie, but seemed to be trying to pleasure her student. Closing her eyes, Jamie leaned back and let Ms. Matheson lick at and suckle her big nipple, which now hard was as big as the tip of a thumb. Ms. Matheson moaned softly into the big soft breast before dragging the other cup down, pulling both the heavy tits out into the open. The teacher reaches down and started tugging Jamie’s pants down, which were so loose and baggy that it was easy to slip them over her hips and to the floor. Ms. Matheson got on her knees in front of Jamie and grabbed the student’s thighs, pulling her forward to the edge of the chair and spreading her legs wide open. “Mmmm, you really didn’t gain any weight at all did you? You just wanted to be such a little slut that you got those giant implants,” purred Ms. Matheson, leaning in to lick at Jamie’s pussy through her panties before pulling them to the side and licking right over the soft folds of her opening. Jamie gasped a little. She’d had sex before, but no one had ever eaten her out. She couldn’t help but get so turned on that her pussy started become very wet. Ms. Matheson licked over the outside and pressed her lips against the labia, pushing her tongue between them just a little and licking up her slit, pressing deeper and wriggling most of her tongue into her young student’s wet little pussy. Jamie moaned out quietly, sitting in her desk, her legs splayed open, her teacher’s head stuffed between them with her tongue sliding inside her. Ms. Matheson ran a hand up the creamy smooth skin of Jamie’s inner thigh, her other hand holding the other leg open. She slid her tongue back out and ran it up over the clitoris, circling it slowly while she pressed two fingers into the tight wet pussy. She had to apply pressure to press the two fingers in, pushing their entire length inside. “Mmmmm…. This just won’t do. A busty slut like you can’t have such an innocent, tight little pussy,” teased Ms. Matheson, sliding the two fingers out and adding a third, pressing them forward a bit more roughly until they filled the small little pussy. Jamie shuddered a bit at the penetration. She’d never had anything larger than a cock inside her, and fairly small ones at that. These three fingers alone spread her more than she’s ever been filled. It felt incredible to have something opening her like this. Ms. Matheson smiled between licks at the little clit. She felt how relaxed Jamie was, her tight pussy accepting her fingers and not clenching them to push them out. She slid the three fingers in and out a few times, then pulled them out enough to make a point with all of her fingers and thumb, and pressed her hand even more forcefully against her student’s cunt. Jamie let out a gasp that turned into a moan as her teacher pushed forward, getting past the first and second knuckles, and slowing to a stop just before the third. Ms. Matheson held her hand there and wiggled them inside, feeling the soft fleshy walls of Jamie’s little pink pussy. She leaned in and started licking right over he clit, pushing at the hood, trying to slide it back and directly lick the little nub. This was enough to push Jamie over the edge, and she started orgasming. Her body shuddered and her pussy clenched Ms. Matheson’s hand so hard that it almost hurt, but the teacher wasn’t done yet. As Jamie’s pussy unclenched and relaxed, Ms. Matheson pushed hard into her, forcing her hand in past the third knuckle, stopping when the walls clenched around her hand again as Jamie’s orgasm continued. Little by little, Ms. Matheson forcefully pushed her entire hand into Jamie’s pussy as she orgasmed, only making the girl cum even harder and longer at her sensitive tight little pussy being stretched so much. As her orgasm subsided, Jamie breathed heavily. She leaned forward to look between her two huge breasts and saw her teacher’s arm halfway inside her body. She fell back in her chair saying, “oh fuck,” panting softly from the strongest orgasm she’d ever had. The hand inside her hurt, but somehow it felt so good that she didn’t mind at all. Ms. Matheson smiled at her exhausted student whom she had made cum so hard. She twisted her hand and pulled it back and forth inside a bit, each movement prompting a little noise from Jamie. “Now I’m sorry, but this really needs to be done. You’re so tight that I can’t even feel my hand right now you squeezed it so hard.” Ms. Matheson held Jamie’s thigh still and in one motion ripped her hand out of Jamie’s tight little cunt. Jamie was able to let out a sharp gasp before Ms. Matheson roughly pushed her entire hand back inside, knowing it probably hurt the poor girl like hell. Before Jamie was able to react to any of this, Ms. Matheson began pumping her entire hand in and out of the tight little pussy. Each time she pushed back in, her hand slowed almost to a stop as she stretched the pussy around the thickest part, then quickly sinking the rest in and immediately pulling it back out. Jamie let out a long cry as her teacher brutally fist-fucked her poor delicate pussy. Her instinct was to clench as hard as she could and try to keep the hand from penetrating her, but Ms. Matheson forced it in anyway, continuing for what felt like quite some time. Jamie couldn’t keep clenching so hard forever, especially after such an exhausting orgasm, and she started to relax. Ms. Matheson continued throughout this, her hand starting to enter more easily and quickly. Jamie’s body gave up trying to stop the pistoning hand from penetrating her, and now Ms. Matheson was able to very quickly push in and out of the wet pussy. She stopped for the briefest moment to curl her fingers up into a fist and start punch-fucking Jamie, causing her fucking to slow at first, but soon Jamie’s body accepted that as well. Ms. Matheson switched to her other hand, her first getting so tired from the quick punching. She immediately resumed punch-fucking her student, rubbing at her clit with her worn-out, numb hand. Jamie had stopped moaning out in pain, and was just laying back in the chair defeated as her pussy was worked so hard. Her poor little pussy was forced open over and over and had given up trying to close back up. Her inner labia was red and helplessly hanging around her opening, the hand entering her so quickly that juice occasionally splattered out of her. The other hand was rubbing her sensitive clit and confusing her so much, because although it didn’t hurt nearly as bad as at first, it was still too much for her, and yet she could feel her body building to another orgasm. Ms. Matheson pinched her clit and twisted it a little, and this was enough to push Jamie into cumming again. Her body shuddered weakly as her pussy again tried to clench in orgasm, but the fist never stopped pounding in and out, and her cunt just stayed open. The teacher finally slowed down once Jamie had finished, stopping with her hand buried deep inside the girl, twisting it and pushing it back and forth against the walls before pulling out with a quiet, wet little suction sound. Ms. Matheson stood up, bringing her wet hand to her mouth and licking off her student’s juices while admiring her handywork. “There, that’s much better. A fitting, gaping pussy for a big-tit slut. I know you can’t see over your fat breasts, but you’ve got a nice hole between your thighs there. It’s just hanging open well over an inch wide. It doesn’t look like it’s going to close up any time soon, your labia is so red and worn, twitching like it wants to close but unable to. Just a perfect opening into your slutty body.” She smiled and walked to the front of the room, arranging her things as if nothing too strange just happened. “Oh, and remember to read Chapter 1 of the text for tomorrow,” she said as she walked out. Jamie was left alone in the classroom, legs still splayed open, her huge melon tits resting exposed on her chest. She could feel frothy pussy juice sliding down her opening and onto the seat beneath her. She laid like this, trying to gather herself for several minutes when she heard a bell ring in the hall. “Fuck,” she thought, hearing students start to enter and talk in the halls. She quickly got up and pulled her pants up, wincing as her pussy ached so badly with every movement of her legs. She grabbed her heavy tits and stuffed them back in her bra as she searched for her shirts. Finding them thrown several desks away, she started pulling them both on at once as she went back to her desk. The door to the class room opened and two students talking to eachother walked in just as she was pulling her shirts down over her giant tits. The students stopped mid-sentence as they saw this, but Jamie grabbed her backpack and rushed out the back door of the classroom before they could do anything. ___________________________________ Jamie walked straight home, wiping tears off her cheeks as she moved, her crotch throbbing from being rubbed between her thighs. Several students stared at her as she walked because her oversized tits were bouncing enough to be obvious. When she got home, she dropped her backpack on the floor and immediately went to her room, stripping off her shirts and pants, and pulling down her panties as she dropped onto her bed. Her pussy ached so badly that she wanted nothing but to lay there and let it rest, it hurting so much more with any movement. She spread her legs open and sighed, the aching subsiding enough that she was able to fall asleep. ________________________ Jamie woke up at 4 a.m. the next day. Her back ached a little because she hadn’t moved all night. She rolled over and closed her legs, feeling wetness between them at her crotch. Suddenly she remembered what had happened and sat up. She slowly reached down to her crotch, gingerly feeling around her clit, nervous to go further down. It didn’t hurt at all anymore though, so she carefully touched her labia. With no aching, she began to really feel at her pussy. “No…” she said softly to herself, tears welling up in her eyes. Her pussy felt all wrong. Her inner labia were pulled out and wet, and even with her legs only partly apart, the lips hung open around a gaping hole. Rubbing her fingers around, her pussy was soft and pliable. Her fingers easily slid between her lips, the tips of three of them slipping in without her even meaning to. She slid two fingers further in, the most she’d ever used on herself before, except instead of a tight fit, they met with no resistance at all, and just rubbed along one wall of her open hole, the opposite wall not even touching them. “Oh my god, my pussy is ruined. It’s so fucking ruined,” she thought to herself, feeling inside. “Who would ever want to fuck me? It feels like it’s hanging open wider than any cock I’ve ever had.” Her thoughts raced along these lines, as she slipped another two fingers inside, finally enough to fill the gaping opening, but the walls still barely clung to them and still felt so pliable. “Damnit, it’s so fucking loose. It really is a slut’s stretched out pussy. And why the fuck is it still so wet?” She folded her thumb in and pressed her entire hand inside. Being quite a bit smaller than Ms. Matheson’s hand, it easily slipped in, and was still not a tight fit. Tears streamed down her face as she tormented herself with her thoughts of how ruined her pussy is, her only consolation being how nice it felt to rub and slide her hand inside herself. She rolled over on her side and started sliding her fist in and out, dragging it across her clit. Too easily, she started orgasming, holding her hand inside her pussy as it twitched a little, but was unable to clench down. She moaned and closed her eyes, the waves of the orgasm pushing all thoughts out of her mind. She stayed like this for a few minutes, until she started thinking about her loose pussy again, and started fisting herself again… _________________________ That afternoon, Jamie sat in the back of Ms. Matheson’s class again. She skipped her first classes and had spent the entire morning fucking herself. Her head was cloudy as she watched the teacher talk about something about parts of speech. Occasionally Ms. Matheson would look at her, but no more so than any other student. How could she act like nothing happened? thought Jamie. Class went on for the full period this time as Jamie sat there, wearing another baggy sweater and jeans, her pussy wet and aching for attention. Her body just wanted to orgasm again and forget about anything bad. The bell rang, and all the students got up to leave again, Jamie slowly following suit. “Oh, Jamie, I have some time to talk now if you’d like to follow me to my office,” said Ms. Matheson plainly. Jamie looked around, not acknowledging the comment, but stopping to let her teacher walk out first so she could follow her. When they reached her office, Ms. Matheson closed and locked the door behind them. “Strip down,” she said in the same voice as if she was teaching. Jamie stood there a little awkwardly, “is it… is it going to be like last time?” she said. “No, the first time is always worse, I promise.” Jamie hesitated, but then dropped her backpack to the floor and took her shoes off. She slid her pants down, still looking nervous as Ms. Matheson watched her, intimidating at how much taller she was, completely unaffected by the situation. Jamie pulled her sweater off, leaving her in just her white bra and panties. “Well go on,” said Ms. Matheson, and Jamie unhooked her bra, letting her melon-sized tits hanging free off her chest, having grown so quickly, they were still firm and didn’t sag at all, making them look round and fake. She grabbed her panties on either side and wiggled them down her legs, exposing her loose wet pussy. “Mmmm… You really did stay open, didn’t you? Look at that stretched out cunt,” said Ms. Matheson, stepping forward to pull Jamie against her, having to lean down quite a bit to start kissing her softly. She held Jamie’s shoulders and turned her to face her desk, gently, but forcefully bending her over it, not bothering to clear it off as her fat tits pressed into a stack of papers. She slid her hand down the soft girl’s back and over her ass, grabbing each cheek and squeezing them. She slid one hand down the crack of her ass and over her pussy, rubbing her hand all over it and getting coated in pussy juice. She then balled up her fingers and slowly starts to wriggle her fist into the loose pussy. It took a little effort, but she was able to slip it completely in without any warmup. Jamie moaned softly. She just wanted to cum so badly, and Ms. Matheson was so good at making her cum. “My goodness, you’re still so loose. Something must be wrong with your pussy to not close back up, even after that little playing yesterday,” mocked Ms. Matheson, twisting her fist and wiggling it inside her student. Jamie whined a little. Why did she have to torture her and make her feel like such a whore? Couldn’t she just make her cum? “I’m not kidding Jamie, I know from experience that even that sort of rough fucking shouldn’t ruin your pussy in just one day,” she said. Jamie couldn’t tell if she was actually telling the truth and concerned or she was just tormenting her more. Ms. Matheson pulled out the fist and pulled open Jamie’s legs, the rest of her body resting on the desk, her large breasts squished up underneath her torso. Ms. Matheson kneed down behind Jamie and stuffed four fingers inside the gaping cunt, pulling at the side of it to stretch it open as she looked into the stretched out hole. “Really, I’ve never seen a pussy like this,” she said, stuffing her entire right hand back in. “It’s so loose that I bet I could…” she pulled her left hand up alongside the wrist of the right, and started sliding her fingers along the wrist and inside. She met some resistance at the thickest part, but was able to force her second hand forward alongside the first. Jamie gasped out and moaned. “Oh god, is my pussy really that loose?” she asked concerned while breathing heavily and enjoying the feeling of being so filled and stretched. “Oh yes,” said Ms. Matheson, both her arms sticking out of the busty girl, twisting them around and making Jamie squirm, “I’ll show you.” She quickly pulled out both hands, leaving the wet pussy hanging open. She turned on the computer next to Jamie on the desk and turned the monitor toward her, grabbing the webcam off the top and positioning it behind her. She turned on the video, and suddenly Jamie was staring at a clear view of her loose pussy, gaping open almost two inches wide. “Just watch how easy this is,” said Ms. Matheson, and Jamie saw an entire fist punch straight inside the loose pussy on the screen, feeling it penetrate her at the same time, immediately followed by a second hand sliding alongside the first, quickly pushing in until two arms were sticking out of the pussy. Jamie whined softly, “m-my pussy…” she said softly, as Ms. Matheson resumed twisting her arms inside the open pussy. “I can stop if you want, but really, your cunt isn’t good for anything else now. You’ll never have normal sex again with a bucket between your legs,” said Ms. Matheson, starting to slide both fists forward and back. She was right. How could she fuck someone again? And she felt such a strong desire to cum, she can’t go back now. “No…. don’t stop,” she said a little tearfully. Ms. Matheson nodded and laced her fingers together inside Jamie, pulling both hands out and once and pushing them both back in, using her two arms as a huge cock to penetrate her. Jamie watched as her teacher pounded into her loose pussy, leaving it hanging open even wider when she pulled out, pushing her whole body forward as she shoved back in and bottomed out in her cunt. It wasn’t long before she started orgasming, closing her eyes as her pussy drooled juice from the strong orgasm. Ms. Matheson pulled out both hands, leaving the loose hole over 2 inches wide. Jamie panted softly, her naked body splayed over the desk as Ms. Matheson started to clean herself up. “W-was that it?” asked Jamie. “Well yeah. Come back tomorrow” “But…” started Jamie, looking at her open hole on the monitor. Ms. Matheson sighed. “Alright fine,” she said, turning to look through the bottom drawer of a file cabinet, “take this.” She walked up behind Jamie and stuffed a fairly large dildo in her, a bit bigger than any normal cock. “But I can barely feel that!” said Jamie. “It’s inflatable. Do I have to do everything for you?” She grabbed the rubber ball on the end of the hose hanging from the back of the dildo and handed it to Jamie. “Lock the door on your way out,” she said, leaving Jamie bent over her desk. Jamie held the rubber ball and squeezed it, seeing the rubber cock move inside her. She squeezed a few more times, and saw it swelling. She kept squeezing for a minute or so, mesmerized by the cock growing thicker, filling her gaping hole until it fit snugly inside her. She reached back and grabbed the base of the inflatable dildo, and started pulling it out and sliding it back in, awkwardly fucking herself bent over the desk. She scooted back and got up, a couple paper clips stuck to her large breasts. She bent down and held the base against the floor and started riding it up and down, pumping it a little wider every once in a while over the course of a couple hours, riding the fat inflatable dildo and cumming in her teacher’s office. ___________________ Jamie sat down carefully in the back of a city bus on the way back to her home. It was in the evening now, and it was mostly empty. She kept the inflatable dildo inside her because she couldn’t bear to be empty anymore. She was exhausted after masturbating so much, and just relaxed on the seat. She had pulled the hose up the front of her pants and hooked it under her bra. Looking around, she saw no one was watching and pulled it out from under her shirt, giving it one little squeeze. The bus stopped and a large group of people got on. Jamie realized that a hose sticking out the front of her pants looks pretty bad, so she quickly stuffed it underneath her and pulled her loose sweater over the hose. Some of the group moved to the back and sat across from her, but were mostly preoccupied with their own conversations. The bus started moving again, slowly bouncing down the street, but soon turned onto a side street under construction. The bus started bouncing more, making the back of the bus jostle up and down, bouncing Jamie enough to lift her off the rubber pump and fill with air before bouncing back down. Jamie felt the inflatable dildo swell inside her as the bus bounced. She looked around at the people around her, sure that they knew what was happening to her, but they didn’t seem to notice as they too bounced along. The inflatable dildo had already been pumped up a good bit larger than Ms. Matheson’s two hands, but now it was stretching her even more with every bounce. Jamie closed her eyes, sweating a little as it kept pumping, more and more air filling the dildo, the man across from her trying not to stare at her tits as they bounced along with the bus, but unaware of the growing dildo in her. How fucking long was this construction road? The dildo started to hurt quite a bit as it swelled. Jamie’s whole stomach felt like it was being stretched after getting pumped up, and worse still it was making her so horny. She couldn’t help but associate that stretching with incredible orgasms, and now she was being stretched more than ever. This continued for several minutes before Jamie couldn’t take it anymore and pulled the stop bar on the bus, which slowed to a stop at a bus stop a half a block further down. Jamie got up quickly and ran off the bus, the tube and the pump dangling behind her for anyone to see. When she got on the street, she looked around. The bus pulled away, and it was late enough that no one was around her. Now sweating and unable to control herself, she quickly pulls down her pants and her panties, dropping to her knees and grabbing the pump, looking for the release valve while rubbing at her clit. It hurt too much to actually orgasm, but if she could just get this thing out of her, she could finally cum. Finding the valve, she unscrewed it and heard air rush out of the toy. Rubbing at her clit, she could feel her stomach deflate a little as the toy inside shrunk enough to finally flop out of her loose cunt and wetly fall to the sidewalk, leaving her hole well over 3 inches wide open. Finally getting relief, she bent over, laying forward on the sidewalk as she rubbed furiously at her clit, immediately cumming and shuddering on the street. After how addicted she’d become to cumming, this wasn’t a good enough orgasm though, and she grabbed the dildo off the concrete and stuffed it back inside her, pumping it back up as quickly as she could to get to a size that should actually get off on. Once she pumped it wider than a wine bottle, she grabbed the base and started roughly fucking at her pussy, laying forward on the sidewalk, her face on the ground tits cushioning her body, and her ass in the air as she fucked herself. Part of her was screaming at herself to stop, she’s not such a whore that she has to fuck herself on the street where anyone could see her with such a massive dildo. Another part of her was so turned on by that very same thought. She wanted to cum so badly, but her loose ruined cunt was so stretched out that she could only do it with this huge rubber cock. She wanted to fill and stretch her cunt so badly, she didn’t care how much it stretched her out, how a giant gaping maw of a cunt was going to be left between her legs. She grabbed the pump and started pumping it more, gasping as she kept fucking herself, having trouble holding on to the dildo now as it approached 2-litre bottle sized. Finally she started to cum again, writhing on the sidewalk and moaning loudly as she squeezed her legs closed around the 4-inch wide dildo. She moved her knees back and just lay face down on the side walk, panting from the orgasm, her body laying there, recovering, her torso not really on the ground with her fat melon tits pressed against the sidewalk. The dildo slowly slide out of her and back onto the sidewalk, leaving her cunt hanging open. Permanently ruined and stretched out, a gaping hole exposing her insides to the cool night air, her worn pussy lips dangling helplessly around the useless dumpster of a cunt, the perfect pussy for a cum-dumpster slut who lives for sex and little else.

[i][b]©Kimmy9823 2012 (kimmy9823@yahoo.com). Do not publish in print or charge for viewing. Free to redistribute, but you must include this line of text.[/b] Hey there again! As I anticipated, I got distracted and haven't worked at all on [url="http://www.rosebuttboard.com/index.php?showtopic=70209"]Shannon's New Body[/url]. Here's a scene that I wanted to get down that didn't quite fit with that series. Not sure I can continue this one, but as always I love feedback <3. This one starts out with something I like to do, and is pretty harmless, but by the end it's impossibly extreme, and pretty fucked up to be honest. I know some won't like it, but don't say I didn't warn you![/i] Kelly squeezed the hand pump that was attached to a tube coming out of her wet little pussy. She laid back and closed her eyes and she kept squeezing it while her other hand roamed up her stomach to grope at her own perky c-cup breasts. She squeezed the creamy smooth skin of her tit as she pumped a few more times, hearing the air get sucked into the pump to replace the air that had been forced down the tube and into her pussy. She spread her toned legs open and her vagina soon followed suit, opening it's folds to reveal the end of the tube, attached to a black hunk of latex. She leaned up to watch her pussy as she gave a few more pumps. Her pussy was too small and tight to keep it in any longer, and her labia spread wide around the black sphere as it slid out of her and fell between her thighs. Kelly laughed a bit to herself, giddy and high off her own lust as she picked up the black latex sphere and felt it's girth. It was a little smaller in diameter than a can of soda, and was the widest thing that had ever been inside her tight young pussy. Kelly had been looking for lingerie on an online adult shop, and while looking through the clearance section, she had spotted this inflatable latex balloon. It was only a couple bucks, and she had never even had a dildo before, so buying it was a naughty thrill for her. Even though she was living on her own, it felt wrong to order this sex toy, and she felt like everyone in the neighborhood saw the plain brown box and knew what was inside. Despite her perceived embarrassment, or perhaps because of it, she was excited to try out the toy. Along with the balloon, the online store had included a fairly large bottle of lube as well, which must have also been on clearance. The front of the bottle proudly proclaimed "makes the largest man an easy pleasure to enjoy." It must have been one of those things that had a mild pain reliever to make large cocks not hurt as much going in. Kelly rolled over to the side of the bed and poured herself another glass of wine, finishing off the bottle. She got up to get another bottle, but then looked back at the balloon. Still thinking someone might catch her being such a horny girl, she glanced around before reversing the pump and deflating it a bit, then popped it back inside her pussy. She walked into the kitchen naked with the tube and pump dangling from her pussy between her legs. Sliding her hand down to rub at her clit gently, she felt so dirty walking around like this, but it was so exciting too. She leaned down to grab the dangling pump and gave it a few squeezes, feeling the slight pressure inside her pussy. Her face was blushing with a combination of lust and of numbness from all the liquor she had drank. She kept pumping until her pussy just started to hurt a bit from stretching wider than it ever had before, but the pain only lasted a moment as her pussy couldn't hold the balloon anymore and was forced out with an audibly wet "pop!" The balloon fell between her legs, now just wider than a can of soda. Kelly rubbed at her pussy, sliding her fingers down the inside of her blossoming inner labia. She grabbed a bottle of vodka instead of more wine, wanting to continue to feel as good as possible tonight. Popping the top off, she tipped the bottle up and drank straight from it until her throat burned. Carrying the bottle and the balloon with her, she headed back into her bedroom and flopped back on top of her sheets. Feeling slightly delirious, she took another long swig of vodka before pushing it on the end table, knocking over the empty wine bottle with a clatter. She sat forward, seeming to have trouble keeping her head level with all the alcohol in her system, but managed to grab the bottle of lube and unscrew the cap. She was beyond the point of caring about making a mess, so she just shoved the small tip of the bottle into her pussy and squeezed, pumping her small young pussy full of the warm slippery lube. This alone felt so good that she pulled her legs up to keep as much of the lube inside her as she could and gave the bottle another long squeeze, dumping half the bottle of lube inside her, much of which spilt back out onto the sheets because her small pussy couldn't hold it all. She grabbed the balloon, reversing the pump again to get it to a size that would fit, and slid it back in her now sloppy pussy, slick with lube. She pumped quickly now, wanting to feel that fullness inside her. The balloon grew quickly, but popped out almost as fast with the aid of the slippery lube. A little frustrated, she slid it back in and rolled over on her side to keep her legs together so it wouldn't pop out so fast. She pumped over and over. Still not feeling full, she kept on pumping. Something must've gone wrong with the pump because it didn't feel like it was inflating. She turned over on her back again to see what was wrong, but when she opened her legs a huge black ball popped out of her pussy, the size of a softball. She stared wide-eyed at the large black latex balloon, shining from being covered in lube. Had that really just been inside her? She found herself furiously rubbing at her clit as she stared at the latex balloon, so turned on by the thought of that of her being such a slut as to have that big black thing filling her. Rubbing her clit wasn't bringing her to orgasm though. She must've been numb from the alcohol she thought, as she leaned over to grab the lube bottle again. Her fingers, slick with the lube fumbled on the bottle. She couldn't quite figure out how to grasp it, ending up squeezing it too hard and spraying a little out the top. As she moved it down to her pussy, something on the bottle caught her eye: "WARNING: Do not consume alcohol while using this product. Temporary, but severe numbing and muscle relaxation can occur." Oh, that must be why her hand felt numb and she couldn't feel her clit enough to reach orgasm. But she was still so fucking horny..... She looked at the black balloon. "Fuck it," she said with a drunken slur aloud to no one, as she pushed the bottle back into her pussy. More than just the neck slid in this time, going in halfway up the label. She gave it another long squeeze, pushing a thick stream of lube deep into her pussy. Kelly shivered as something deep inside her tingled in a way she'd never felt before, but soon disappeared. Unbeknownst to her, she had just squeezed a good amount of lube straight into her womb after her cervix had already relaxed and opened up inside her. Pulling the bottle out, she fumbled with the latex balloon, managing to reverse the pump again to let all of the air out of it. Opening her legs wide, her small pussy spread and gaped open the width of a finger or two, now numb and relaxed to where it won't close again until the lube wears off. She popped the deflated balloon into her open vagina with no resistance -- she didn't even feel it go in. This frustrated her, but she felt that knowing it was in her was enough to make her happy; she didn't have to feel it. She fed to tube down into her pussy, wanting it as deep as possible so it wouldn't pop right out again. She slid the balloon right past her still relaxed, gaping open cervix and into her womb. She couldn't feel her hands, but she wiped the lube off on her sheets so it wouldn't numb her anywhere else. Her fingers felt floppy and unresponsive, but as she brought a hand to one of her modest breasts, she noticed that it felt like someone else was groping at her tits since she couldn't feel her hand. Excited again by this, she grabbed the pump and laid back with her legs wide open, feeling herself up while starting to pump the balloon. In this position, she assumed the balloon would pop right out when it got too big like it had before. She clumsily squeezed at the hand pump while squeezing her breast at the same time. In Kelly's drunken state, she soon forgot about the balloon since she couldn't feel anything to do with it, and focused on the squeezing on her sensitive breasts. Both her hands squeezed over and over, groping at her tits and squeezing the pump. She closed her eyes and rolled her head to the side, losing track of time as she kept squeezing. In her mind, she imagined a hunky man feeling her up while cuddling up next to her. What a naughty girl she was for letting this person squeeze at her handful-sized breasts. After some time thinking about this, she had a small orgasm from groping at her sensitive breasts. She relaxed and laid back on the bed, coming down from the small orgasm, until she opened her eyes and noticed something sitting on her stomach and started to sit up. No, wait. That [i]was [/i]her stomach. The balloon in her womb had been inflating this whole time, kept inside by her relatively tighter cervix, growing and growing until her stomach was bizarrely stretched out until she looked pregnant. No, not just pregnant, pregnant with twins, and ready to give birth. Her drunken mind took a moment to process what she was seeing. And then she panicked. Kelly grabbed the hand pump and yanked hard at the tube, wanting this thing out of her. She succeeded in pulling the tube out as it broke free from the balloon, but the latex monster was still inside her. The reason this pump was on clearance was because of a defect where there was no way to release the air without reversing the pump and pumping the air back out, and now the tube had broken off. She held the pump with the tube connected to nothing in her numb hands. In her drunken state, she had no idea how to deal with this. Her stomach was almost the size of a beach ball, and she didn't know how to get the horrible latex balloon out of her. She leaned forward, rolling her stomach into her lap and filling it. She noticed the mirror to her left and turned to look at herself. She wasn't there to look back though, some woman with a terrifyingly large stomach was staring at her. She started sobbing. What had she done to herself? She was an unnatural monster. Her belly looked like it was ready to pop. Quickly looking away from herself, she scooted off the bed and stood up, her weightless but massive belly bouncing around as she moved. She quickly waddled over to her dresser to get a pocket mirror, pressing her belly against it as she fumbled through her makeup. She dropped the mirror on the ground and bent over it. Surely she could find a way to let the air out. She had to press her belly and turn to the side to actually see the mirror over her distended stomach, but once she found the right spot, she couldn't really figure out what she was looking at. Ok, that's her labia, but they're stretched out in a round circle the size of a fist. And inside the circle is still more flesh -- the walls of her vaginal canal. In the middle of this was a little ring of smooth skin -- her cervix -- spread open to reveal a tiny bit of the latex balloon inside her, which was right at the opening of her pussy, totally compressing her vaginal canal against her opening in an attempt to push out of her body. She tried not to think about that, but instead focused on the bit of latex showing. She saw the broken tube connection -- she could try to let the air out there. She reached over to grab the pump and fumbled with the tube, trying to push it against the connection. She held the tube in place and reversed the pump, giving it a squeeze. It worked! She could hear some air get pulled out of the balloon. It was a slow process as she knelt on the floor beside her bed, holding the tube against the balloon and pumping air out, but after a while, she was making noticeable progress. Her belly was down to maybe a 7 month pregnant woman with a single child. By now, some of the feeling had returned to her hand too, making it easier to hold the tube and pump. ...But along with this, feeling started returning to her pussy. Not pain yet, but a feeling that something was horribly wrong inside her. Her body was screaming at her, "No, no, whatever you're doing to me, this is bad, get this out of me." She tried to remain calm as she kept slowly pumping the air out, but this was far too slow for her body, which started wanting to push this thing out. Kelly tried to stop it, but by now it was automatic. Her body thought it was deep in labor and was forcing her to bear down and push this monster out of her. It was working. As she held the tube in place, she could feel the balloon push forward against her pussy. "Fuck fuck fuck. It can't come out this big, just fucking wait until it's smaller." Her cervix hadn't gotten any wider, but her labia were stretched further and further around the pink flesh of the inside of her pussy as her body demanded that she push. She pumped as quickly as she could. There was no time. It had to get smaller. She pressed her palm against the wet, soft flesh that was pressing its way out of her, trying to keep herself from turning inside out. But it was no match for her body pushing from the inside. Kelly looked down in horror at her stomach, which was a bit larger than a watermelon, frantically pumping air out and pushing her womb back against her pussy. But it was happening. This one moment would change her life forever. Whatever was holding her womb in place tore away, allowing the balloon the freedom it needed to get pushed out of her pussy. At the same moment, her labia stretched beyond recognition, every muscle making up the opening of her pussy ripping apart to allow the balloon out. Through all this, her cervix held strong, keeping the balloon inside her womb. She let out a horrible scream as her womb pushed its way out of her cunt, ripping her open as the fleshy pink watermelon quickly slid out of her with a loud wet slurping sound. It felt like she was being sucked empty as her stomach collapsed back in, even caving in a bit with her reproductive organ now pushed outside of her body. In a moment, what was once a fairly pregnant looking girl was now a very thin girl straddling a pink watermelon between her thighs. Kelly leaned forward over her womb, trying to keep her composure as she continued to pump air out of the balloon as tears streamed down her cheeks. She felt the fleshy pink horror deflate as she steadily squeezed away. She kept pumping until finally, it was small enough to slip out of her cervix, leaving her prolapsed womb draped across the floor, falling a bit short of her knees. She wrapped her hand around the pink sock, thick enough that her fingers couldn't reach around it. Her mind simply couldn't process what had just happened to her as she felt this foreign object hanging from her broken pussy. Slowly, she stood up and looked at herself in the mirror like she was in a trance. Not only was this thick, pink, fleshy tail hanging over a foot out of her crotch and resting against her thighs, but her cunt hung loosely open even wider than the prolapse, looking as if it had absolutely no intention of trying to close up. To say her pussy was ruined would be an understatement. There was no way to fix this, no surgery to replace the destroyed opening. She would have to live with this monstrous pussy for the rest of her life, forever labeled as the most disgusting whore ever by anyone who saw it. What was a tight, beautiful little pussy earlier that night was now a cunt so ruined that no one could possibly use it for its original purpose. In a daze, she reached down to grab her prolapse, folding it up against her stomach to hold it and slowly stroke it. It felt soft and wet, and strangely a little good. Kelly resolved that she would just have to learn to love her new soft, strokable, pink sock. She crawled into bed, quickly passing out as she hugged the warm meat against her belly.

[i]Couple more short chapters here for ya :D After this I might skip around a bit and do a chapter from sometime back when she was unconscious, or a chapter from a few years in the future. I have plenty of ideas for things to do, but not sure what order to do them. As always, let me know what you think :)[/i] [u]Chapter Four[/u] Shannon laid on her side, teary-eyed in the back of the plush SUV as it made its way through the wintery countryside. Her new master turned around in the front passenger seat and reached back to grope one of her basketball sized tits, pulling her shirt to the side to expose one of the breasts, grabbing a big handful around the fat, hard nipple. "Stop crying slut, we're gonna have some fun," he said as he pinched one of the nipples and gave it a tug. Shannon just stared daggers back as she was helpless to stop him from feeling up her oversized tits. "Look, I can tell you're enjoying being felt up, your cunt is drooling all over my seats." "...it's been doing that since I woke up. It doesn't mean I'm turned on," Shannon replied quietly. "Nonsense!" her master said as he reached back to easily slip his hand into her oozing cunt, shoving his hand around inside her gaping opening before pulling out his thumb so he could grab her by the pussy and pull her body around. Shannon winced at being violated like this as he propped her ass up to face the front seat. Even with her legs tied together, her cunt was spread wide open, slowly drooling juice down her thighs. "Look at all that juice, your body love this," he said as he shoved half his arm into her open pussy, stirring it around to rub the walls of her cunt. "Fuck you are just so damn loose, does it even feel like a man's arm is halfway inside your pussy right now?" Shannon shook her head, her face was wedged between the seat of the car and the top of her breasts, unable to move from the spot her master put her in. "Well, let's try this instead," her master said, pulling his arm out, coated in juices. He slid his wet fingers up the crack of her ass. Shannon knew what he was about to do, "no, please don't!" she pleaded just as her master shoved his entire hand into her asshole, making her jump with a gasp. "That just slid right in there didn't it? Haha, I didn't think your ass would be this pliable since it was all nicely closed up, but you've obviously had a lot of stuff shoved up here, huh slut?" Shannon gasped again as he started fist-fucking her ass halfway to the elbow. She didn't even know her ass had been stretched at all, having not felt around there since she woke up this morning. It obviously had not been stretched as much as her pussy though, as she could feel her ring being pulled open by her master's thick arm. "Oh ho, you like this huh? Does my dirty slut like getting fisted in the ass?" he teased as he pulled his closed fist out, leaving her ass gaping almost as wide open as his fist before punching it back inside her. Shannon whined as her body rocked back and forth from this rough fisting, "no, no, stop!" she pleaded, but this just made him fist her harder, pulling his closed fist out and punch-fucking her over and over. She could hear the sound of his fist sinking into her ass, forcing air out and making her let out loud wet sounding farts from the fisting. "Oh ho, that sounds nasty, slut. Do you hear yourself? Such a fucking whore," he said mockingly, pulling his hand out to slap her ass a few times, leaving wet handprints on her cheeks before resuming the punch-fucking. Shannon started panting heavily. She could feel his arm getting stuffed into her ass, her fat breasts were pushed up against the bottom half of her face, and all she could hear were the sounds of her ass being fisted. The only thing going through her mind was how much of a slut she had become, getting ravaged in the backseat of a car like this. With this thought, she suddenly started cumming very hard; every muscle in her body tightened up as she orgasmed. She let out a moan before realizing what she was doing, unable to stop her body from continuing to orgasm. She just shook her head with tears in her eyes, her pussy drooling even more juice down her inner thighs from the orgasm. "There ya go slut, I knew you were enjoying this," her master said as he gave her ass one last thrust before pulling out, rubbing his hand around her ass and thighs to wipe the juices off his arm, finishing by giving her a hard spank. "Hey, just in time. We're almost home." Shannon just laid there panting after the incredible orgasm, her ass still propped into the air, still gaping wide open along with her perpetually gaping pussy, bouncing around a bit as the car traveled and finally pulled to a stop. She was so upset with herself for orgasming, just giving him validation. She continued to refuse to believe she was a slut, even if getting fisted like that felt so good. [u]Chapter Five[/u] Her master untied her legs and pulled Shannon out of the car, making her walk barefoot through the snow up the driveway to the enormous home. She shivered as she trudged along, her low cut top and microskirt doing nothing to keep her warm, but even worse was the cold wind blowing up and into her exposed and gaping pussy and ass—still open from getting fisted minutes ago. Finally she stepped into the ornate foyer of the home, continuing to shiver as snow melted and slid off her body. "Is that you dear? I hope your drive was safe, it's nasty out there," a female voice from another room said. "Yes Victoria, there was no problem," Shannon's master replied, as he shook off his coat and hung it in a nearby closet. A few moments later Victoria walked in and gave her husband a kiss. "Jennings said dinner would be ready in an hour," she said before turning to look at Shannon. "Ugh. Really Steven? She's disgusting. Her tits are so big that she doesn't even look real," she said with a sneer. "You know I like my toys a little freaky," Steven said with a smile as she held Victoria and kissed her cheek. "Turn around and bend over slut, show yourself off to my wife." Shannon hesitated awkwardly before turning around and bending over as far as she could without falling over from her huge tits pulling her down. Her ass spread enough to show her recently fisted ass gape open, still glistening with the juice of her pussy used as lubricant, and her cunt gaped open even wider between her permanently separated legs, juice collecting near the bottom to drip out of her onto the rug. Victoria covered her face and turned, lightly punching Steven, "oh my god! that's so gross." Steven laughed as Victoria stomped out of the room, shouting behind her, "I don't want to see that freak of a whore upstairs again, do you hear me?" "Yes dear," Shannon's master shouted back, walking over to grab Shannon's hair and pull her back up to standing. He gave her ass a slap, "follow me slut," and walked the opposite way that his wife went. Shannon followed, looking around the huge house as she went through several rooms. These people were obviously very wealthy, and could afford anything they wanted based on the shelves of ornate glassware and other expensive-looking knick-knacks. She followed her master down a set of stairs into large basement hallway, lined with doors closed by heavy padlocks. The hall was dark except for light shining from one of the doors that was propped open. They both entered this room, which ended up looking like a decent hotel room, except one of walls had a rack with various whips, chains, and other binding gear. Below this was a dresser covered in enormous dildos. Shannon's master picked one up that looked as thick around as her leg, "lay down on the bed, slut. Shannon looked at the intimidating dildo and hesitated, staying near the doorway with her hands bound in front of her. Her master walked up to her and stared down at her, his muscled, 6'+ figure looming over her short 4'8" head. She conceded, looking down at the ground and walking over to sit on the edge of the bed and laying back. "That's a good whore," he told her, pushing her legs wide apart to expose her wet, gaping cunt—hanging open wide enough to drop a can of soda in without even touching the sides. Her master weighed the huge dildo in his hands, 5" thick, black, and shaped like veiny cock. "You know I spent weeks trying to get this into my last toy's cunt. I never was able to," he said positioning it at her dripping opening. Shannon looked at the wall beside her, hoping he would get this over with quickly. After feeling her cunt, she figure the leg-thick dildo probably would fit inside her, but she knew it would be painful. Her master pressed the dildo forward, getting the tip of the fat piece of rubber inside her. He wiggled it around, pressing at the inside of her labia and then pushed it further in. He was surprised as it slid right inside her, pressing her stomach up from the inside, showing the vague outline of the head of the cock-shaped dildo just above her opening. "God damn, you are truly the biggest slut I've seen. This fucking thing just slid right inside you! You're so fucking stretched out," he said as she pushed more of the dildo inside her. Shannon bit her lip as the dildo entered her, both relieved and heartbroken that it slid in with no pain at all. She's glad she wouldn't be tortured by the monster dildo, but she didn't want to be forced to realize how stretched out her nasty cunt had become. As the dildo sank inside her, her stomach felt a little strange as her pussy pushed around her insides to make room, but other than that, it felt like what a small cock had felt like before her life-changing surgery. Her master sunk a foot of the dildo inside her before stopping. "Jesus, you're deep too. I haven't felt the end of your cunt yet—and you're pretty fucking short too," he said, twisting the dildo around inside her, watching the outline of the head of the cock twist as it pressed against her stomach. "Well, I'd go deeper, but I don't want to risk breaking you just yet. You just enjoy this little toy tonight. I'll see you tomorrow slut," he said as he gave her a long thrust with the dildo before untying her hands and walking out, locking the door and leaving her laying on the bed with half a massive dildo sticking out of her cunt.

[i]Here's some more already! Again, I'm realizing this is coming out super heavy on the descriptions. I'm thinking that if you just want some quick fucking action, you might want to look somewhere else. This is just the sort of thing I find hot, and I hope you do too! <3[/i] [u]Chapter Three[/u] Shannon looked up at the sound of the door unlocking. Dr. Jackson walked in and smiled at her, locking the door behind him. "Hey, I see you took a shower. You feeling better?" Shannon sat up, nodding quietly as she held the bedsheet over her body. "...where am I?" "I told you, you're in rehab for your surgery, and about that..." "No," Shannon interrupted, "It's snowing. You took me out of the country?" "Haha, no, it's just January, but listen—" "JANUARY?! I had my surgery in June!" interrupted Shannon again. "Yes yes, I know, but you should be thankful for that. You'd be in agony if I stretched you while you were awake, it's just easier this way. Now really. Someone's coming to—" said the doctor, growing impatient. "WHAT THE FUCK!? You fucking pervert, how could you? How many times did you fuck me while I was—" "SHUT THE FUCK UP YOUR FILTHY SLUT," shouted Dr. Jackson, making Shannon cower a bit. "Fuck's sake, I wish I could keep you under forever, but that's not what the person who bought you wants. He's here and you're going with him. Put some fucking make-up and clothes on. He'll be up when he finishes the paperwork." The doctor sighed loudly and unlocked the door, slamming it behind him and locking it again. "...sold? Fuck...." Shannon thought to herself. "What am I going to do? .... ok... I'll play along until I get outside and make a run for it." She quickly turned to get up and almost fell over, forgetting about her basketball tits. She looked through the drawers for whatever would cover the most, only finding a loose fitting blouse with extra fabric that hung on her breasts but was still so low cut that her tits could pop out at any moment, and a pleated skirt that barely covered her large ass, but you could occasionally get a glimpse of her low hanging labia. Looking through the make-up on the table, she couldn't find anything subtle and decided to just use a bright pink that matched her hair. She rushed into the bathroom and looked at her wet hair, "shit, do I even have time to do my hair?" She found a brush and dryer, finding that her hair was curling up just a little bit as she used them. "Huh. Well that's a nice change at least." She hardly had to do anything as her hair seemed to naturally fall into sexy flowing locks. Shannon heard the door open as she was finishing her pink eyeshadow, doing one last check and taking a deep breath before popping out with the best smile she could muster. Dr. Jackson and a tall, dark man were talking to each other as they walked in; the man saw Shannon and laughed. "Haha, no way, is she real? Look at those fucking tits." "Ah, yes Mr. Baker. I still insist that she needs another day or two. She only woke up this morning." "What are you talking about, she looks great! Like a complete fucking whore." Mr. Baker said as he walked around the smiling Shannon. "You're ready, aren't you slut?" he said as he gave her ass a hard slap. Shannon winced at the slap, but returned to her smile. "Ah, yes Mr. Baker." He stopped in front of her and gave one of her hard, d-cell battery nipples a rough squeeze, making her wince again. "You'll call me master, slut." He leaned down and reached to pull her panties to the side and shoved his hand past his wrist into her pussy with no resistance. "Jesus christ man, when I said the loosest you had I was thinking just big enough for a fist. She feels like she could could take five!" Shannon looked a little worried that she couldn't even tell she had a fist in her. "Is she not to your liking Mr. Baker? I have other tighter ones..." "Nah this will be fun. Though I might get tired of her more quickly." Mr. Baker said as he pulled out his hand. "Ok, I'm ready to go. Tie her up and toss her in my car." Shannon stopped smiling now and looked around worried, "what? haha, you don't need to tie me up Mist...Master. I'll be good!" Shannon's master gave her ass an even harder slap in return for this, making her stumble forward. "Don't question me you fucking whore." Shannon's ass continued to sting after the slap, making her eyes water. She started panicking and tried to rush past Dr. Jackson to get out the door, but her messed up balance from her heavy tits and her bare feet slipping on the carpet made her fall forward on her chest. The doctor laughed and grabbed her arms as she struggled to stand up, but the heavy tits kept her pinned to the floor and getting on her knees only served to give her master a nice view of her massively gaping cunt, still oozing out some juice. "Haha, she's frisky. I like it," her master said as he walked out the door, leaving the doctor as he tied Shannon up. She looked up with teary eyes at the doctor, "please, please let me go." "Sorry slut, this is just how it is. Have you seen your body? You're just a sex-toy now. Get used to it." Shannon kept crying as she was dragged downstairs by her arms. As she was pulled outside into the blizzard, she could feel the freezing wind blow up into her gaping cunt and chill her from the inside out until she was relieved to be tossed into the backseat of her new master's car.

[i]I realize that there's not much action going on. I probably get carried away with descriptions... but descriptions are usually my favorite part of erotic stories :P[/i] [u]Chapter Two[/u] Shannon woke up sometime later after having cried herself to sleep. She didn't feel numb anymore, but her basketball tits were still weighing her down. She sat herself up and shivered as she could feel the lips of her pussy wetly press against the sheets beneath her, but she tried to push this out of her mind. On her small 4'8" body, the huge breasts were able to rest on her thighs as she leaned forward a bit. She looked down into her deep, long cleavage and ran her hand down the top of a breast to a still-hard, big battery-sized nipple. Touching the sensitive flesh of the nub made her shiver again. "Fuck. These are so fucking big, how is this possible?" she said out loud to herself as she pressed a hand to either side of her bust to gauge the size of them. Even when she pushed them together, they stuck so far out on either side that they would always be in the way of her arms. As she thought about this, she found herself rubbing her hands all over them and forced herself to stop. Despite the changes, Shannon was feeling better—not so tired and weak. She swung her legs to the side of the bed and sat on the edge. Something felt odd though, when she closed her legs, only her knees would touch each other. She twisted her torso to look past the side of her breasts at her hips, gasping as she saw they were much wider. The flared out to cartoonish proportions, even a bit wider than her breasts. She found it impossible to press her thighs together as her legs would only make a long triangle with these widened hips. She looked around the sparse room. It was still snowing outside, but darker. There were a few dressers and a nightstand with lots of make-up. In one corner was a door that the Doctor had locked, and another door partially open. Steadying herself so that her huge tits wouldn't topple her over, she pushed herself off the bed to stand up. She held her breasts up with her arms and tried taking a step. Her legs felt like she hadn't used them in months, but she was able to walk despite her stance being wider from her flared hips. The opened door turned out to lead to a big bathroom with a large bathtub, shower, sink, and full length mirror. Taking a deep breath, Shannon stepped in front of the mirror to finally get a good look at herself. She gasped as she saw a strange, slutty looking person look back at her. She still looked 4'8", but nearly everything else had changed. The biggest being her big round tits, which hung down past her navel. Below the heavy breasts, her hips flared out impossibly wide, her legs separated by more than half a foot, between which the biggest cunt Shannon had ever seen gaped open. Her loose lips hung down a few inches around the wide open hole, wet with juice from her pussy. Just above the hole, her fat clit poked out like half a golf-ball. Shannon just stared at her enormous pussy for a while in disbelief, watching some of the juice collect and drip down between her legs. She turned to the side to see her ass was bigger to fit her hips, sticking out twice as far behind her as it used to. She managed to pull her gaze away from her bucket of a pussy to look at her face. She could recognize herself, but her features were even softer, and her lips were huge. They looked even bigger than the wax lips kids get for Halloween, appearing to always be puckered because of their inflated size. Her eyes were partway down like she was trying proposition someone, and she couldn't open them further. Her nose was smaller, and she'd even call her face cute if not for the lips and eyes. Her hair was drawn back into a ponytail, and it was bright pink. She reached back to pull the hair band off, letting the pink hair fall down to just above her nipples. She felt dirty even looking at herself and turned to start the bath, hoping it would calm her down since she seemed stuck here for now. She sat down in the tub big enough for four as it filled up. The hot water felt great on her soft skin. As it filled nearly to the top, she leaned back so her head was just above the water. As she leaned, she could feel water rush into her gaping pussy and warm her up from the inside, the displaced air from her cunt bubbling up around her. She moaned a bit as it felt strange, but good to have the water fill her. She moved her arm beneath a breast, sliding her hand past her thigh to feel her pussy. She felt the rim of the gaping hole and ran her fingers around it—her skin was loose and pliable as she felt around the hole. She felt down inside herself along one edge of the rim, and pushed her whole hand in without even touching the other side of her pussy. She shivered as she felt how loose she had become, she could barely even tell her whole hand was inside herself. She pulled her hand out and relaxed for a while, thinking about what she was going to do. How could she possibly return to her previous life looking like this? Was she trapped here? What was this Jackson person going to do to her? After a while, Shannon got out of the bath, hoping to find a way to get help. She found a towel underneath the sink and dried off, avoiding between her legs, and taking as long to dry her breasts as the rest of her body. She was careful to pat down her nipples as they were still so sensitive, and the coarse towel would be too much. She looked through other drawers underneath the sink and only found the usual toiletries. Holding the towel against her front, she stepped into the bedroom to look through the drawers for something to wear. The first was just underwear... and all far more revealing than what she'd usually wear. Thongs, stockings, and enormous looking bras. Shannon found the simplest looking black thong and slipped it on, the string in the back sliding between her soft round ass-cheeks, and the front doing nothing to cover the gaping hole of her pussy. The silky fabric did cover her clit at least, but rubbed against it in a distracting way. She pulled out a matching bra, holding it up to examine the enormous cups. She slipped her arms through and found that it fit... sort of. The cups stopped below her nipple, but at least took some of the weight off her shoulders at the cost of pushing her breasts together and up even higher. Closing this drawer, she looked through the rest, but only found drawer after drawer of incredibly slutty looking clothes. She couldn't imagine wearing any of the microskirts, tube tops, or blouses cut so low they'd show a foot of cleavage. She sighed and kept looking around the room. The window wasn't able to be opened, but she must be several floors up as she couldn't even see the ground in the snowstorm. Shannon tried the door, but it was locked as expected. She opened the doors of a big armoire, and saw shelf after shelf of enormous dildos and plugs of various types. She blushed and closed the doors immediately. There wasn't much else around but more make-up. She decided to get back into bed and wait for Dr. Jackson to come back.

[font="Franklin Gothic Medium"][size="2"][i]©Kimmy9823 2012 (kimmy9823@yahoo.com). Do not publish in print or charge for viewing. Free to redistribute, but you must include this line of text.[/i][/size][/font] [i]Hey guys, it's been a while! I felt like trying something new and writing a story just for RBB about something I've fantasized about (hehe >.>). Let me know what you think, if you like where it's going, etc. I plan to get much more dirty in subsequent chapters. Hopefully I don't get distracted and keep working on it :P[/i] [u]Chapter One[/u] The doctor felt the weight of each of Shannon's small, a-cup breasts as she sat topless in the examination room. "I think you're a great candidate for breast enlargement. Even though you have a small frame, there's more than enough room to work with for the size you're thinking of." "I want them to look natural... just, you know, a bit bigger," Shannon blushed as she replied to the doctor. "That's exactly what I specialize in," Dr. Peters said, letting go of her breasts and taking off his latex gloves. He handed Shannon a book and said, "take a look at these photos of my past patients. They've all been very happy with their results." Shannon flipped through the pages of topless photos, each showing a before and after picture, with the after pictures showing slightly bigger, natural looking breasts. Even though nearly all the girls looked taller and heavier than her 4'8", 80 lb. figure, she felt reassured that Dr. Peters knew what he was doing. __________________ Three weeks later, Shannon was laying on an operating table. Dr. Peters slid a needle into her arm and told her count backwards from 100 as the anesthetic put her out. As she counted, her vision started getting fuzzy. She watched the doctor look down a checklist and suddenly look up surprised, dropping the clipboard while saying, "what are you doing in here? This is a closed off, clean environment! You can't be in here!" Shannon was too out of it to know what was going on as the doctor put his hands up and backed away from her. The last thing she would remember before blacking out was the sound of a gunshot followed by the feeling of someone groping her small breasts. __________________ Shannon blinked a few times as she regained conciousness. Her head was swimming and she couldn't focus her eyes on anything as she tried to look around. She felt like something was moving around in her stomach, and she was having trouble breathing with what felt like a huge weight on her chest. She felt something slimey partway down her throat and coughed to get it out, tasting something salty and kind of sticky. Something blurry beneath her looked up when she coughed and stood up, walking out from his position between what looked like her spread open legs. Shannon was able to start focusing her vision as she watched this person's hands fiddle with a tube sticking out of her arm. Around the tube were dozens of red needle marks from other injections. A strange man she didn't recognize rested his hand on her forehead, saying, "it's too soon for you to wake up. Go back to sleep." He walked back between her legs as she started passing out again. She couldn't tell, but it looked like he was half-naked and stroking his cock before he bent down in front of her again. __________________ Again Shannon woke up. Her body was numb, but she didn't feel as out of it this time. She was reclining on a bed, but as she looked around, she was no longer in the hospital. It looked like someone's bedroom—someone with a lot of money based on the high-end furniture and ornate fabric of the curtains. Between the parted curtains she could see that it was snowing quite heavily outside, which was odd, because her surgery was in the middle of June. She tried to lean forward but found it impossible. Her body was incredibly weak, and as she looked down it felt, and appeared, as though someone had piled sand bags on her chest beneath the blanket of the bed. She couldn't see any more of herself past this big mound on her chest. She still felt tired and just layed back, staring at the ceiling, wondering what was going on. After a while, the door of the bedroom opened as a well dressed man walked in. She recognized her from what she thought was a dream where he was jerking off between her legs. "Oh good, you're awake! It'll be nice to finally see you move around on your own," the strange man said. Shannon opened her mouth to speak, but found it difficult. Her jaw was numb like the rest of her body, and her tongue felt as though she hadn't used it in months. "Wh...Who are you?" she managed to stutter out. "Oh right, umm, I'm Dr. Jackson. There were... complications with your surgery. I took over for Dr. Peters and finished things up. You're in a... rehab facility—yes that's right—to recover from your surgery." "I...I can't move." "Oh yes, that's to be expected I suppose. I tried to keep your muscles exercised, but there's bound to be some fatigue," the new doctor said as he approached Shannon's side. He reached under the blankets to pull out her arm and hold it up. "Can you move your fingers at all, or your arm?" She concentrated and was able to move both slowly, raising it up to rest on the mound on her chest. "Can you take these sandbags off my chest? It's hard to breath." "Sandbags...? Oh! Haha, no, those are your breasts dear! You did want an enlargement right?" Shannon opened her eyes wide, now able to pull the blanket down off her chest to expose a set of enormous breasts. They were each the size of basketballs, and stuck out prominently from her chest. Topping each tit was a huge nipple, each a little bigger than a D-cell battery—hard and sticking straight up. "What the hell is this? This isn't what I wanted!" she said in a panic, starting to prop herself forward with her arms. "Calm down, you don't want to get too worked up while you're still coming out of anesthesia. Just relax and rest; we can talk about this later." "Like hell later! Where's Dr. Peters? Where's Kaitlin? She was supposed to come after the surgery." Shannon sat up now, but there was a strange pressure in her stomach as she sat there. "Ughf, what's with my stomach?" "Oh right, I'll take care of that," said Dr. Jackson as held her shoulders and pulled her back down on the bed. "Seriously, just relax. You shouldn't move around too much," he reassured her as he moved to the bottom of the bed, pushing the blanket up past her waist. "You're still numb, right?" Shannon laid back and sighed, "yes." "Good, this might feel weird," the doctor said as she could feel him pushing her thighs apart, but unable to see what he was doing past her huge tits. "Hey, what are you—" Shannon was cut off by what felt like her stomach caving in and her insides being tugged out as the doctor grasped something between her legs and started pulling it out. She heard the sound of something wet sliding along something slick until there was a dull, wet "pop," followed by what sounded like someone gasping through a plastic tube. The doctor stood up holding a freakishly huge dildo, dripping in juice. It looked to be about the size of a 2-liter bottle. Shannon just looked at it shocked, wondering what that was doing between her legs and why she somehow felt so empty now. "Ok, I need to see another patient, you just rest," the doctor said as he walked to the door, looking like he didn't think it odd at all that he was holding a big fat dildo. He closed the door behind him, and Shannon could hear him lock the door twice. She laid there another minute and looked to her side to find a wide variety of make-up. She reached over to grab a compact mirror and sat up slowly, groaning as her weak arms struggled to push her and her new heavy breasts forward. She held the mirror between her still exposed, parted legs and tilted it down to see her pussy, but she could only see a dark fleshy tunnel. She moved the mirror back and gasped, realizing that it was still her pussy, just hanging open obscenely wide with loose, stretched out lips not even attempting to close up the gaping hole. She dropped the mirror and tossed the blanket back down over her legs, closing them up and laying back as her eyes filled with tears as she thought, "what happened to me?"

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[quote name='ultimate gigalo' date='11 May 2010 - 01:24 PM' timestamp='1273605895' post='179564'] great and all.... but when i think of Kimberly, i think of the one from MMPR season 1. [/quote] Hmm, too bad, 'cus it's my **ing name and don't really wanna change it

[font="Franklin Gothic Medium"][size="2"][i]©Kimmy9823 2010 (kimmy9823@yahoo.com). Do not publish in print or charge for viewing. Free to redistribute, but you must include this line of text.[/i][/size][/font] [i]This is a true story that I thought I'd write. Please let me know if you like it and I might write some more. I've got plenty to write about, but I'd like to know someone is reading before I do so! Comments and constructive criticism welcome.[/i] On her hands and knees, Kimberly’s breasts were gently swaying as his cock was sliding in and out of her ass. She tried to ignore the pain in her ass as his cock was thrusting in it. This was her first time trying anal and she hated it. Thankfully it was over soon. She felt him stop thrusting as he sprayed his cum deep in her bowels, followed by the relief of him pulling out of her tight asshole. “You didn’t like that did you?” he asked her. Kimberly replied, “No, no, it was fine. I… just need to get used to it is all.” After he made some excuse about an early meeting or something and left, Kimberly sat on her bed, and then fell back on it. Sighing to herself, she thought, “ugh, that wasn’t what I was expecting.” Last week she had confided in her best friend, Christine, that John had been trying to get in her ass for a long time, and she was thinking of trying it. Christine then told Kimberly about her guilty pleasure of anal sex. “I’m kind of embarrassed to be telling you this, but I love anal…” she had said. “Doesn’t it hurt, though?” “Sometimes, but it’s not that bad really. I bet you’ll love it!” Kimberly didn’t love it though. She got up and went to the bathroom to wash up. Stepping out of the shower, she looked at herself in the mirror. Kimberly was a little on the tall side, around 5’8”, and was pretty slim. She liked to think she had great legs and a nice ass as well. She rubbed a hand down the curve of one of the soft round mounds of her ass. She then ran her hands up to her flat stomach. Kimberly was pretty proud of having a flat stomach only a year after she had given birth. She was happy with all of her body, except for her tits. She felt their weight and sighed a little. Even during her pregnancy, they’d never gotten larger than a b cup. After recently turning legal age for her country, she thought more and more about her body. Kimberly did have a boyfriend who liked her body though, and she smiled at this. But then she frowned when she thought about the anal sex, and how John must be disappointed in how it went. Throwing on her usual pajamas consisting of pink cotton briefs and a tight camisole, she sat at her computer to get ideas on how to enjoy anal. She scrolled past search results of pages she’d already visited researching this same thing the first time John asked her about it, mostly telling her to use lots of lube and try to relax. None of those had worked. She then read the first link on the next page of results. It was a link to a forum where someone was wondering how to anal fist. Clicking it, Kimberly read about how the person enjoyed anal sex, but wanted to try fisting. Scrolling down, there were posts recommending working up with more fingers each time, using larger and larger dildos, and trying an inflatable dildo. While she wasn’t about to try fisting any time soon, she thought about how stretching her ass would surely help with anal sex. She clicked a link in the thread to an online store that sold inflatable dildos. She was surprised to see that they were all quite large. She picked the smallest and ordered it. Turning off her computer, she slid into bed. She idly rubbed her pussy through her cotton shorts while thinking about how she was going to be great at anal sex before drifting off to sleep. ------------------- A few days later, Kimberly got home from work and pulled up her driveway to see a package waiting on the doorstep. Looking around at the neighbors houses, she blushed, wondering if anyone knew she had ordered a sex toy. Of course she had bought vibrators and even a small dildo at a local sex shop, but she was careful about hiding them in her purse on the way home. She walked up to the package and picked it up, realizing she was being silly. It was a plain brown box with nothing that would indicate it had an inflatable dildo inside. Taking it inside, Kimberly closed the blinds to her windows and opened the package. Inside was the dildo, sealed in plastic. Pulling it out, she was again surprised at the size. At about 6” long and 1.5” diameter, it was about the same size as John’s cock, and that was before it was inflated. She gave grabbed the ball hanging from a hose connected to the base and gave it a couple pumps. The dildo bulged. She noticed that the base did not inflate as much as the tip and then let the air out with the release valve. Kimberly’s heart was pounding a little at the thought of using this. She immediately stripped out of her office casual attire and laid out a towel on her bed. Grabbing the lube she used with John, she smeared it all over the dildo. She had a flashback to doing the same thing with John just a few days earlier and then remembered the pain of his cock in her ass. But, she was determined to give this a try. Smearing more lube on her asshole and wiping the excess off on her thigh, she stood on her bed and squatted over the dildo. She felt the tip press against her asshole, and rubbed it around before pressing her weight down on the dildo. Kimberly’s asshole finally opened up to allow the tip in. She slid another few inches in and then laid back on the towel. It felt the same as John’s cock, a dull pain and feeling like she wanted to push it out. She squeezed the dildo with her ass and relaxed it, but nothing helped. She wasn’t expecting anything better and sighed, realizing that stretching her ass wouldn’t feel very good at all. Remembering that the dildo didn’t inflate at the base, and since she wanted her opening to stretch, Kimberly positioned the dildo halfway in her ass. Grabbing the bulb, she gave it a half-squeeze. It didn’t cause any additional pain, so she went ahead and squeezed it again, and again, and again. Now there was a little more pain, but it was still bearable. She gave it another couple squeezes and it started hurting too much. She closed her eyes and gave it two more quick squeezes before using her ass-muscles to push it out. She laid there for a few seconds catching her breath and enjoying the relief of having the dildo out of her. Kimberly sat up to pick up the dildo and try again, but when she saw the dildo, she froze. It was still inflated, and it was huge! She picked it up with a shaking hand. Holding the shaft, her fingers didn’t touch around it. They didn’t even come close to touching! The dildo was really fat, close to the diameter of a can of soda. Kimberly’s heart was pounding, thinking that this had just been wedged up her ass. When she bought the inflatable dildo, she figured that she’d stretch her ass just a little bigger than John’s cock so it was comfortable, but this was much much bigger. She leaned over to grab a pocket mirror to see if she was bleeding or something. Surely she must have hurt herself on this thing. She leaned down to look at her asshole, it was closed and she didn’t see any blood. She had never really looked at it up close like this before so she couldn’t tell if something was wrong, but it looked fine. She set the mirror down so she could sit up and see her ass as she grabbed the dildo again and positioned it at her back hole. She gave it some pressure, and it slid in much easier this time, but still hurt a little. Kimberly’s heart was still pounding as she grabbed the bulb and gave it three long squeezes. It didn’t hurt any more than usual, so she gave another few squeezes until it just barely started to hurt even more. She then held the base and slowly pulled it out a couple inches. Kimberly was staring in the mirror at the huge dildo as she slid it back in, and then started slowly fucking herself with it. It still hurt like crazy, but she was so captivated by seeing this huge thick hunk of rubber sliding in and out of her ass, that she kept going anyway. Her mind started racing with thoughts of how nasty this was. She thought about how if John knew she was doing this, he’d think she was such a slut. She even started thinking of herself as such a slut, holding this big dildo and now ramming it in and out of her ass. Kimberly realized she desperately wanted to masturbate and moved her other hand to her pussy, but before she even touched her own clit she had an incredible feeling like she needed to pee. “Damnit, not now” she thought as she only had a second to stop fucking herself and hold the towel over her pussy. But instead of pissing herself, her whole body suddenly shuddered as she had the biggest orgasm of her life until now. Her pussy sprayed juice into the towel as her ass rapidly clenched and relaxed around the dildo. The dildo painfully popped out halfway through this massive orgasm, but she kept cumming, spraying another gush of juice as her body shuddered again. As she slowly stopped cumming, Kimberly laid back, looking at the ceiling. She laid there still for ten minutes as she thought about what just happened. “Holy shit… did I just have an orgasm without even touching my pussy? And was that pussy juice I sprayed into the towel and not piss? I’ve read about girls who do that but I’ve never came like that before...” After coming to terms with that massive orgasm she finally realized, “Wow, anal sex is awesome!”[font="Franklin Gothic Medium"][/font]

No sequels that I know of, sorry

"Corrupting Anna" by Simply Chris (FF incest reluc bond toys fist) Ever since Howard died I've never sought a relationship with men. Don't get me wrong. I still love cock but Howard was rare. As great a lover as he was, he was an even better man. He with stood the pressure that some members of my family gave us because of our interracial marriage. He never shied away from other blacks when he went about with his white wife. Most importantly he fought and provided for a young 17 year old wife and child all while putting himself, and later me as well, through collage. When he died 7 years ago he was a successful writer and business man and left me and my daughter well provided for. Since his death I have explored many facets of my sexuality. Please understand that Howard and I engaged in some very kinky stuff while we were together. It was with him that I learned it was okay to be a complete slut. Now that he's gone, I've become, for the most part, dedicated lesbian. A dominant one at that. You'd be surprised how many unsatisfied housewives and high school and college sluts there are that need to be taught a lesson. Many of my clients come to me for that special attention that would get them shunned out of normal society if any one ever found out. This brings me to my daughter Ann. Ann knows that I'm a lesbian and is very comfortable with it. What she doesn't know is how kinky I really am. Ann takes after her father. She is fiercely intelligent and works hard at every thing she does. She got straight A's in school and graduated from high school a full year early. She is kind, thoughtful and sweet to a fault. She is currently attending state college where she is excelling. However there is one thing about Ann that I'm not happy about. Her relationships, or lack of relationships to be more accurate. Other than her childhood best friend Raymond, a fine young man I really wish she would settle down with, she has never had a real boyfriend or girlfriend for that matter. None the less, in the years after her father's death we grew so close that we could finish each other sentences before the words were even out of each other's mouths. It was this past summer that I realized how close to my daughter I really was. Ann has flawless brown skin and a slender frame with full breasts just slightly larger than they need to be. Her hair is black and shoulder length with streaks of crimson. Her eyes are almond and she has pink lips that beg to be kissed. I know a mother shouldn't think this but it amazes me that guys aren't beating down the door to jam their cocks down her throat. One summer evening Ann and I were preparing dinner in our southern Louisiana home. It was June and the heat had forced us into light sun dresses that perspiration from our bodies made cling to our every curve. Not to brag but at 38 years of age I still have my college figure. At 5'11 I am about 3 inches taller than my lovely daughter. My hair is red with no hint of gray, and my hips are shapely and sway with every move of my body. Working so close to Ann in the kitchen a startling realization occurred to me. I was madly attracted to my daughter. My nipples were rock hard and cream from my cunt mixed with the sweat from my body and oozed down my leg. "No." I told myself. "She is my daughter! Not some twisted slut to be tied down and fucked to within an inch of her life." But as soon as that thought entered my head my mind was flooded with some of the most perverse images ever to cross my imagination. After dinner Ann excused herself to the deck to watch the sunset. I watched her from a window as she consumed a vanilla cone. Her tongue would methodically carve the frozen treat then lick the excess from her perfect lips. On occasion some would fall to her chest only to be caught by her dress. How I wished that damn dress was cut lower or better yet she had no top on at all. I would imagine that my tongue was there to lick her clean. And then it happened. As I marched to my room to prepare I knew that the actions I was about to take would change our relationship as well as my nice sweet little girl forever. From a secret chamber in my room I gathered some of my most powerful weapons. Dildos, anal plugs, whips, chains and claps, body oils and lots of lube. That night my daughter spent the evening cuddling in my arms watching television like she has done a million times before. Only this time she was driving me completely insane. When she finally kissed me good night I began to prepare. I showered and then dressed myself in my most intimidating dominatrix outfit. When I entered my daughter's room she reminded me of an angel in every sense of the word. Moonlight fell softly on her face and her breasts heaved gently. With all the conviction of a sexed crazed predator I walked toward my unsuspecting daughter. My six inch spiked heels were muffled by the carpeted floor. By the time she awoke I had secured her wrist to the wrought iron headboard of her bed. Straddling her waist with my exposed and shaved crotch, I awoke her by violently twisting her fat nipples. The feeling that drove me was incredible. This wasn't some sexually confused 16 year old who's mind is easily warped. This was my daughter. A young woman with a clear sense of herself. Ann awoke startled to find some leather-clad stranger straddling her breasts and ripping her cotton night gown to gain greater access to her nipples. She tried to move her hands but they were held fast. Her fear growing she bucked wildly nearly throwing me off. Despite my size advantage I underestimated her strength. I smiled realizing further restraint would be necessary. Finally she begin to call for me, her mother, to come help her. Still not realizing that the force sexually assaulting her was the very person who loved her most in all the world. At last I leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Stop screaming I'm here." "Mother?" she whispered back. Standing, I turned on the lights and faced her. Her eyes widened as she faced me. The outfit I had on exposed my breast and my pussy. Both of my nipples were pierced as well as my cunt, as hers soon would be. Although she couldn't see it, a thick 8 inch butt plug spread my bowls apart. "Mom what is this?" She asked still trembling. "I don't understand Mother. What are you doing?" For a second a small peg of regret entered my heart as I looked into her pleading eyes. Then I looked at her full exposed breasts. Creamy brown with rock hard nipples her breasts mesmerized me. There was something about a black woman's tits that messes with my head. I looked into my daughter's eyes again and knew that somewhere inside was a complete slut like me. I never looked backed. I approached my only child. With one motion I whipped the remaining covers off her bed and then straddled her again. I slowly and softly caressed her face, stroking my thumb across her lips. "Why?" she whispered. "Because I love you" I answered. "Because you make me tremble whenever you touch me. Your body fills me with pride and lust like you wouldn't believe. I want you to know me the way other women know me, and I want to know you like a whore knows her cunt." "Please no." she said. "You can't. It's not right." "I can, and before tonight is over, you will." I kissed her stunning lips, driving my tongue down her throat. She tried to resist but a firm slap to her jaw caused her to yelp. I tasted her mouth for the first time and I was intoxicated. Her tongue was sweet when I could catch it. However I was experienced at this and it wasn't long before I cornered the object of my desire and sucked it to my hearts content. I broke the kiss and licked a lingering bit of her saliva from my lips. "No mommy please!" she begged. She only called me mommy when she was truly frightened about something. Once again my motherly instincts stirred but were again overcome by my lust. The feel of my child's trembling body beneath me, pulsating with energy, was too much. It was time to transform her forever. I left the room and returned with a duffel bag filled with all the sinister tools of my trade. From it I removed a pair of ankle manacles and walked over to her playing with my pussy. "Listen you may as well stop resisting me. I'm going to have you Ann. I'm going to take every fiber of your being. I going to do things to you, things you have never imagined. Things I will make you love. Oh my child you are so like me and tonight you will truly become your mother's daughter." "Give me your left ankle" I demanded. "No!" she said. "I won't!" I smiled, placed the manacles on the night stand, and retrieved a very special cat-o-nine tails. It was long with thick strands and a porcelain handle. "You can't!" she said her voice trembling. "I won't if you give me your left ankle." I replied. She stared at me for a moment then turned her head away from me. "Mistake!" I said. I brought the weapon down across her breast, reveling in the sound of the straps biting into her flesh. A brilliant flash of pain streaked across her eyes. Concentrating on the still covered areas of her body I used my torture device to strip away her remaining clothing. When I had finished all that remained were a few tattered remnants of her gown and her blue cotton panties. Though her body had no whelps it was crimson all over and twitched violently. Through out the whipping she screamed and struggled but in the end her body was at attention. "Your ankle please." I said. Slowly, without hesitation, she gave me her foot. I placed one end of the leather restraint around her ankle and then, smiling wickedly, I pulled her shapely leg all the way back to a iron bar on her head board. She tried to protest but a quick glance silenced her whimpers. I repeated this with the other leg and stood back to admire my handy work. Her legs were spread and doubled back over her body to give me full view and access to her wonderful tits and great ass. Her mound stood up tall and fat and I could clearly see the outline of her cunt lip through her panties. With a quick rip the last defense between me and her soon to be well fucked holes were gone. From my bag of goodies I produced a pair of nipple clamps that I quickly applied to her nipples, twisting them as I did so. Her pussy lips called to me, beckoned me, but I still had to prepare her. Reaching into my bag again I produced a bottle of lube and a very special set of anal balls. It was a strand containing 4 large balls, each stainless steel and coated with Porcelain. The Balls were painted to reflect a scene in Mardi Gras. At the end of the strand was a special anal plug to lock the balls in place. "Your father gave me these during Mardi Gras. He shoved them up my ass and them pulled them out before a horny drunken crowed." "Mother please!" I smacked her ass hard making her shiver. I smiled. I don't think she even realized she enjoyed that. Spreading her ass cheeks I grabbed a bottle of lube and injected the entire contents in to her puckered ring. She shivered once more at the intrusion. I held the balls inches from her face. I knew they looked large and imposing but one look at her heart shaped ass and I knew she could handle it, and more. "I can't stop you" she whispered. Do what you will." Tears streamed down her face and her body tensed with fear. "Does this mean you surrender?" she stole a glance at the Cat o nine tails. "I'm you daughter, I belong to you. Please don't hurt me any more." "When I was whipping you did you think I was trying to hurt you?" She turned away from me. I collected her torn panties and brought them to her face. "They're soaked." I said. "They are so drenched that I can squeeze them and...." Her own cum streamed from the material. "Open your mouth." I said. She refused. I grabbed my whip and struck her savagely across her pussy. The whip returned splattered with cunt cream. "Gooooooood!" she screamed. "Noooooooo!" I wiped up the additional nectar streaming from her cunt with her panties and held them over her mouth once more. One look from me told her I meant business. Her mouth shot open and I flooded it with her own cum. "Swallow it all, Every last drop!" when the last drop of sauce had been wrung from her undies, I noticed she inadvertently licked her own lips. I smiled. Little by little the slut was emerging. I ran a single finger over her slick cunt. You should have seen it. Her pussy is so fat. Her slit is a good 5 maybe six inches long and the thought of how deep it must be made me tremble. "You like the taste didn't you?" I asked, rubbing my slime coated finger across her mouth. "Suck it slut, suck my fingers clean. Taste your own cunt." She sucked down two of my fingers bathing them with her tongue. I removed my fingers and her trembling mouth actually chased after them before she realized what she was doing and gasped. I positioned myself behind her inverted upturned ass and savored the sight. I grabbed a second bottle of oil and then got a very sinister idea. I stole away to the kitchen and placed a pot of water on boil. As much as I wanted to eat her sloppy cunt I had to do this. I returned to my daughter and whipped her until she screamed my name at the top of her lungs. She jerked violently at her bonds but with no leverage there was nothing she could do. I left her withering in her own orgasm and then returned from the kitchen with the scalding hot water, the bottle of oil inside. I removed the bottle with a mitted hand and tested the contents on my wrist, like a mother testing a baby bottle. Satisfied I aimed the evil concoction at her sleek luscious body. She begged, she pleaded, she shook her head back and fourth but her rock hard nipples and standing clit told the whole story. The heated oil hit her like a laser beam. She was silent at first, her body merely vibrated. Then a deep primal scream escaped. Her twitching brown eye was like a jewel ready to be plucked. I positioned the first ball at her anus and with both thumbs, pushed hard. A deep guttural groan escaped her lungs as the ball slid wickedly inside her anus with the aid of the heated oil. To make things better each ball had counter weights inside that cause them to vibrate with the slightest movement. Her bucking around would only increase the effect. One by one I introduced the balls to her twitching asshole until only the plug remained. By now she realized the true nature of the balls and as desperately trying to remain still. Her breathing had grown quick and shallow and her body was on fire. She looked up past her own pussy lips and split ass cheeks to see the final piece of the puzzle. "It will tear me apart." she whined. The balls in her ass were about the size of benwa balls. The plug was a solid 8 inches long and 3 inches thick at the base. It was meant to push the balls deep down her anus to her bowels where they would reside near her womb. I positioned the tip of the plug to her darkest hole and slowly worked it in. She was gasping and bucking now as the tip of the plug started to push the balls in deeper. An erupting orgasm caused some of the hot oil to spray from her pussy and splatter the far wall. When that happened I used the palm of my hand to slam the rest of the plug completely up her ass. Her resulting contortions must have lifted the bed, with me on it, 6 inches in the air. With my anal preparations complete there was only one thing left. I returned to the bag and pulled out two 13 inch black latex dildos. Walking over to her I grabbed a fist full of her hair and kissed her hard on the lips. "These were molded on you father's cock." I said. "He gave them to me so I could satisfy myself when he was away. One for me and one for you. Open your mouth." Her eyes widened when she realized what I had planned. "You should be glad I'm giving you a chance to get this nice and wet. Soon it's going be planted in that greedy cunt of yours and if your ass is any indication I'm going to need every inch to get to the bottom of that deep fucker." "Those balls, I can feel them buried inside me." she gasped. "I know, Isn't it great!" I slapped her ass hard and she screamed as the balls rearranged her insides. She let out another howl and then swallowed hard. "I can't sss-sstop, can't stop...." "Cumming," I finished for her. "Open you mouth" I commanded. "Trust me you are going to want something to chew on for what's coming next." She opened as wide as she could and I inserted the thick member. "That's it. Breath through your nose and relax your jaw. If you swallow it all I won't strap it on or force feed it to you until you pass out." To my surprise she inhaled the entire 13 inches without a snag. This made me wonder. "Looks like you're a natural cock sucker." I said. "Now it's time to eat!" I stood, took the second dildo and slid it into my cunt, shivering as I did so. I hovered over her pussy and inhaled it's aroma, savoring it a split second before I tore into it. I knew full well the effect the balls inside her would have with a good cunt assault. I took great care to agitate them as much as I could all while eating her pussy like a dike served the last cunt on earth. I even reached up and yanked the chains on the nipple clamps. What would have been screams to holy hell came out as muffled grunts and snorts because of the dildo. For two full hours I subjected her to the most bittersweet pleasure she could imagine. When I finally came up for air she had be reduced to a trembling ball of flesh trapped in a state of perpetual orgasm. Though it all I had been rewarded with a constant stream of cunt cream. I caught a glimpse of her fluttering eye lids and knew that her mind was following where her body had already gone. I grabbed the dildo by the base and pulled. I took all my strength to remove the fuck stick from her pulsating throat. She seemed almost panic stricken when I took the toy away from her. "What have you done to me?" she asked. "Ah my child I've done nothing to you that wasn't there to start with. Do you want me to stop?" I asked honestly. "Look me in my eyes and tell me you want me to stop." She closed her eyes and softly moaned. "No, please, don't stop." My heart leaped. I undid her hands and started on her feet. "No." she said. "Leave them. I like this." She glanced at the dildo still in my pussy. "You want this?" I asked. Without saying a word she reached over and removed the toy from my cunt and swallowed it whole. The look on her face told me she had grown to savor taste of pussy. While she feasted on the cunt soaked dildo I attached the harness for the other fuck monster. I mounted my daughter grabbing the chained nipple clamps like reigns. In one motion I impaled her. "Oh my child you are so like me." Like I suspected It took every inch of the dildo the find the bottom of her cunt. Her hands and arms failed wildly. She spat out the dildo and howled like the true slut she now was. I leaned close to her ear and whispered. "Tell me you want it bitch. Tell me or I swear to god I will leave you empty." "I want it mommy!, Fuck me please fuck me!" I jack hammered her cunt which grew wetter and sloppier with each thrust. She came so violently I thought she would suck the entire dildo and me inside her cunt. I snatched the dildo out of her pussy with a wet sloppy pop and laid it aside. I repositioned my self and sat on her face. Instantly I felt an incredible suction on my cunt lips and clit. I looked back to see that she had buried four fingers completely in her quim and was actually playing with the anal plug holding the balls in her ass. I spun around on her face and massaged her now massive cunt with both hands. Then on her own accord she reached up and with four fingers from each hand pried her own pussy apart. I watched in stunned horniness as she spread her gushing hole to an incredible diameter. "Would you like me to see just how deep you really are Ann?" She only moaned and sucked my pussy harder in reply. Grouping the fingers of my right hand together I plunged wrist deep into Ann's cavernous pussy. With steady pressure my fist sank deeper and deeper into her twat. My forearm came to a stop a half inch from my elbow. I could feel the balls in her ass along side my arm. With shear lust I started to pump in and out of her cunt like a plumber searching for a clog in a drain. Ann at last released her trap jaw hold on my cunt and started to scream louder than she ever has. I was punching the insides of her cunt with one hand and violently twisting the anal plug with the other. Her screams were deafening but I knew she could take more. "You want more don't you Ann? I know you want more!" "Yesssssss! Please! More! I need more! I, Ieeee, AhhhAAAa! With one deft move I popped the but plug from her ass. "Noooooo! leave it please! I want it!" "Oh you'll get It!" I said. When the last ball exited her slick ass I picked up the dildo, thought twice about it and then threw it across the room. With my other hand I added two, then three, then four fingers. She looked at me and realized what I was doing. "Do you still want more?" I asked. She simply reached up and sank her fingers into her ass cheeks and pulled. She was as desperate to be filled as I was to fill her. With a blood curdling howl her anus closed round my other wrist. Standing over her completely penetrated holes I fucked my daughter with reckless abandon. My fist and arms pumped in and out of my little girls holes in a wet sticky blur. Finally a massive orgasm started to build deep within her. I felt it grow as her insides started to tremble. The sexual shockwave hit her like a force of nature. So violent was the orgasm that she couldn't even scream. Her breath had actually been taken away. All she could do was gasp for air, claw insanely at my intruding arms, and then, with a final spasm, pass completely out. She awoke the next morning trembling in my arms. "Am I a whore now?" she asked with a touch of shame in her voice. "No," I answered. "You're a slut. there's a difference. A whore does anything with anyone. A slut does anything, but only with special people." "What now?" "We shower, I fuck the shit out of you again, then our journey begins." "Journey?" "You'll see, my child. You will see." - The End -

"Kelly's First Fist" by Stormy (F-solo 1st fist toys) Hi, my name is Kelly, my story begins when my friend Tina asked me to house sit for her. I was to watch the house for about a week and a half while she was out of town on business. She is an agent for a small modeling firm in the city. So she is gone every couple of weeks and this was the first time she ever asked me to stay and watch the house. Tina left Friday morning and after work I went home and packed some things to stay at her house. Its only about 30 minutes from my apartment, so it didn't take long. When I got to her house it was very clean and sweet smelling. I went into her bedroom to unpack some of my things. When I opened the closet I discovered a very large collection of what seemed to be homemade video tapes. I was very interested to see what was on these tapes so I picked one and popped it into the VCR. I started the tape and Tina came on and started talking. She introduced a young stunning lady, her name was Angie. Angie was 5'7" with a thin frame and large breast. Tina is also very attractive at 5'9" about 145lbs and a 36" chest and a very tight ass. Tina then started dancing and Angie joined her. Soon they were stripping and groping each other very heavily. I was beginning to feel some moisture in my panties as I watched them fondle and play on the screen. The action really heated up when Tina pushed Angie on the bed and jumped on top of her. She quickly found her way to Angie's shaved slot and began to tongue and suck it. Angie managed to turn and get into the 69 so she could get at Tina. Angie started to suck on Tina's clit very hard and Tina let out a few soft moans. As Tina was giving Angie's pussy a tongue bath she started working two fingers into her cunt. She was working her fingers in Angie's cunt as deep as she could get them. Soon Angie was panting and Tina inserted another finger. While Tina started to work on getting a fourth finger in Angie retrieved a bottle of lube from the headboard. She coated her own fingers, spread some on Tina's pussy and ass, then tossed the bottle beside Tina. Tina quickly grabbed the bottle and applied generous amounts to her hands and Angie. As Angie was working two fingers in Tina's pussy, Tina was pushing a fourth into Angie. Tina then pushed Angie's legs up and slid four fingers from her left hand in beside the four from her right hand. I was amazed to say the least and the wetness in my panties was now more like a pool. I shed all of my clothes quickly and hopped back on the bed as I watched Tina really start driving her fingers into Angie's cunt. As I watched I let my own hand slip between my legs. While Tina was driving her fingers in and out of Angie, she began to work two more fingers into Tina's pussy and one into her asshole. Both women began to pant and moan heavily. I too worked some fingers into my now soaking snatch. I watched in amazement as Tina removed the four fingers of her right hand and then started pushing the thumb of her left hand in with her fingers. She did this slowly and Angie's cunt slowly opened and Tina's hand disappeared inside her. With that last motion, Angie let out a big sigh, and Tina started driving her left hand deeper and deeper into Angie. Now Angie was starting to return the favor as she too tucked her right thumb in and slid her right hand into Tina. The sight of these two women, one being a close friend to me was driving me over the edge. I let the tape run and walked into Tina's closet in search of some sex toys. As I looked I could still hear them going at each other on the tape which only fueled the fire between my legs. Finally I found her stash. When I opened the box I almost fainted, she had some of the biggest, longest, huge toys I have ever seen. She had several toys shaped like arms with fingers on them bunched up much like they were doing to each other. Tina also had large vibrators, butt plugs, anal beads, and the same toys in regular sizes. So I grabbed a medium butt plug, a couple of different vibes and one of the fist dildoes. I jumped back on the bed in time to see Angie cum all over Tina's hand. After Angie finished Tina went back to sucking her clit and left her hand in her pussy and played with her ass. The camera then moved down to Tina's behind and Angie still had her right hand up Tina's pussy and was trying to shove her left thumb up Tina's ass with the rest of her fingers. What a sight, I was so overcome by the picture I wedged my four fingers up my own pussy then lowered my ass onto the butt plug. I felt so full, but I wanted more so I greased up my fingers and thumb and pushed them up my pussy until I was in to my wrist ----- what a feeling --- I started orgasming right away. I was going into a frenzy stuffing my hand inside myself up past my wrist. The scene on the TV just made me even more worked up. After five or so minutes I removed my hand from my pussy and laid down on the bed exhausted. I was so tired I just left the plug in my ass. I returned to watching the video. Angie had gotten from under Tina, and was sitting behind her driving her hands in and out of Tina's pussy and ass. Tina had her head down in the pillow screaming and panting like a wild woman. Angie continued driving her hands in an out of Tina for about ten more minutes before Tina finally exploded. What an orgasm she had, you could see her cream running down her legs and Angie's arm. Angie slowly removed her hands from Tina's ass and then her pussy. What a sight, Tina's ass and pussy were wide open from the fisting she had just received. As I watched her holes began to close up slowly, and just as the were almost closed Tina reached around and slid four fingers of her right hand in her ass and four fingers of her left and in her pussy. She looked right at the camera and said it felt so good to be fucked like that, and now its your turn. My heart almost jumped into my hand, I thought she was talking to me. She removed her fingers, got up and grabbed the camera and pushed the girl doing the filming on the bed. She put the camera on a stand then walked back to the bed. The new girls name was Mary, and she was wearing only a red silk teddy. Mary was a beautiful young woman. She was short (5'5"), reddish hair, hazel eyes, small breast, and a slim figure. Tina asked Mary if she would like to be fisted by both of them. Mary's response was she would love to as long as she could do them both later. With that being said Angie pulled Mary's teddy off and started down on her. Tina started kissing Mary and playing with her breast. Angie spread Mary's legs and saw one of the cleanest shaved pussies she had ever seen. Mary also had a large pair of lips and big clit. Angie started sucking on that big clit and Mary started to squirm, so Angie grabbed the lube, put some on her hand and some on Mary, then slid two fingers up her ass. Angie said that ought to keep you still bitch. Tina asked if Mary's pussy was sweet and Angie said yes, come help me eat it. With that Tina slid down beside Angie and lowered her mouth to Mary's pussy. Tina started tonguing Mary's hole while Angie sucked her clit. After a few minutes Mary said are you cunts just going to tease me or what???? Angie said no - just wait and see. Tina took the bottle of lube and covered her hands with it, and put some in Mary's pussy, and her asshole. Tina sat up and put 3 fingers of her right hand in to Mary's pussy and told Angie to get two more up her ass. Angie did as she was told and worked a third then a fourth finger into Mary's ass. Mary started moaning and groaning and saying fuck me you nasty sluts, fuck me hard. Tina slid a fourth finger in Mary's pussy and started ramming her fingers in deep. After a few minutes Tina took her left hand and slid four fingers in beside her other four. This brought a deep groan from Mary's body. Angie was trying to work her thumb into Mary's ass, and after a few hard pushes, Mary's ass loosened and Angie's hand disappeared. Tina said I can feel your hand inside her ass, Angie said I can feel your fingers too. Mary let out a few grunts and started cumming on Tina's fingers. Tina quickly leaned down to taste her nectar. Tina said you are very sweet Mary, you will have to cum a few more times for me. Tina then told Angie to push her hand up Mary's ass as far as you can, I am going to try to double fist her pussy. Angie pushed her hand in a little past her wrist and told Tina that was as far as she could go. Tina said ok, here I go and tucked in her right thumb and gave a little push. Mary's pussy swallowed her right hand. Angie said I can't believe you have your hand and four fingers in her. Tina said oh yeah, watch this and tucked her left thumb in and gave a little push, Mary squealed some then Tina gave another push and her left hand was gone. Mary looked down at the two with serious fuck me eyes and said I feel like I am going to explode. Tina started pumping her hands in and out and alternating in Mary's pussy, and Angie was getting into the rhythm with her. It didn't take long for them to bring Mary to a mind shattering orgasm. Mary started bucking all over the place and then got real still her legs went stiff and her pussy started flowing lots and lots of juice which Tina and Angie were quick to lick up. After a few minutes of Mary's orgasm subsided and she stopped squirting her juice everywhere. Tina slowly with drew one hand and told Angie to remove her hand. When Angie's hand was out Mary's ass was still wide open. Angie got a hand mirror and told Mary to look at her gaping asshole. Mary looked down and could not believe it, so she reached down and slid her own hand into her ass with ease. Tina asked Mary if she wanted to cum again. Mary said yes I would love to. Tina told her to leave her hand up her ass and I will stick my other hand back in your pussy and we will make you cum again. Mary said ok but I want to fist Angie and I want Angie to fist you. Tina said I think we can do that, Angie put her lower body beside Mary and Tina turned a bit so Angie could get at her. Everybody got lubed and ready to go. Mary started off by slipping three fingers into Angie's already soaking slot, she quickly worked her fourth finger in, and then pushed her thumb in. Angie let out a soft moan of approval and Mary started twisting her hand in and out of her pussy slowly. Angie took her right hand and shoved four fingers into Tina's snatch with little resistance. She waited about a minute and then shoved her thumb into Tina. Tina started working her other hand into Mary. It didn't take long since she had only pulled it out a few minutes earlier. As the three of them started to work themselves into a frenzy I turned my attention back to me. I grabbed the bottle of lube and put some on both of my hands and squirted some on my pussy and it ran down over my ass. I removed the plug from my ass and replaced it with three of my fingers easily. I was so turned on I stuck a fourth finger up my ass. I also started rubbing my pussy and dipping three and four fingers in and out. I was getting even more turned on watching the tape and soon I had my right hand buried in my pussy. I was trying to get my thumb up my ass but it was so hard to reach. So I took my fingers out and grabbed the fist dildo. I took my right hand out of my sopping pussy and began to work the fake fist into my ass. It was a little bigger than my hand, but I was determined to fist my ass somehow. I put some lube on it and pushed it up to my ass. The first bit of it started into me and it felt good, so I pushed it up a little farther and felt the first knuckle slip past my ass ring. Oh the feeling, my juices were starting to leak from my pussy I felt so good. I held the dildo tight and pushed it a little farther and it was really starting to stretch my ass ring now. I felt the second knuckle slip past my ass ring, oh my what a feeling. I could not resist any longer, I gave it one more push and slipped it up my ass all the way past the wrist part and then some. I quickly jammed four fingers into my pussy, stroked it about four times then shoved my thumb back in. I was in heaven, double fisting myself. My right hand was like a blur going in and out of my pussy and my left hand was sliding that fist dildo in and out of my ass just as fast. I could hardly think, my senses were on overload. The intense fullness my pussy and ass felt, I was cumming very hard and I did not want it to stop. I managed to look up at the TV to find that Mary had moved her hand from Angie's pussy to her ass. Angie was moaning and groaning, and she had inserted her left hand into Tina's pussy. What a picture, a triple, double, and an ass fisting all at the same time. I was recharged from thought of those three women fucking each other on the same bed I am on. I drove my hand deeper into my pussy, trying to get every last never ending in my body. I lasted for about another five minutes then I just crashed. I laid there running my fingers in and out of my pussy very slowly, trying to bring myself down from a tremendous high. I could really feel how deep the fist dildo was in my ass now that I was coming down. I did not realize that I had almost half of the two foot long fist dildo buried in my ass. I could almost cum from just the thought of the dildo being that far in my ass. I began to remove it slowly and the feeling was so intense I could only remove a few inches at a time. When I had the whole thing out I pointed my ass to mirror pulled my legs up and saw that my ass was still open. I put my hands on my ass and put two fingers in my ass on each side easily. After about a minute my ass began to tighten up and I removed my fingers and watched it return to its normal size. I was exhausted and the sheets were soaked from all of my juices. I looked up at the TV and all three girls had just finished their orgasms. Tina, Angie, and Mary all started removing their hands from each other and took turns looking at their stretched holes. --- end ---

"Tommy's Play Toy" - Part 1 of 2 by Stretched Wide (M+F reluc va tv toys fist oral anal) Things all started a while back when I met Tommy. We met at a cafe after he answered my personal in the newspaper asking for an attractive open minded male. Tommy was just that... attractive and incredibly open. I walked into the cafe and started talking to him and we immediately hit it off. This, I knew, was going to be a great match. After chatting for about an hour he got up and asked me to follow him, that he was going to show me how open he was and test how open and gutsy I was. We went out to his car and he got in and grabbed a duffel bag out of the back seat. I went to sit down and he shouted "STOP!" I backed up and he started with his speech, "Before you get into my car, there are some rules you need to follow. The minute you agree to get in here you are submitting your cunt to me, it will be mine to do with what I want to, you are not to have any say in what I do to it in what manner I do it and where I do it. Your cunt shall now be referred to as cunt, sloppy cunt or any form of cunt as I see fit. Your cunt will be my toy to do with as I please from here on out. You are to do as you are told with your cunt, if for any reason you go against what I say or do, your cunt will be punished." For some reason, my lips instantly said ok.. later I was shocked that I would agree to such a thing from someone I just met, but there was something about him that hypnotized me. "Good, then take off your panties." I was wearing a short skirt, well it wasn't very short.. it was about half down to my knees. I slipped my panties off and put them in my purse. While I was doing that he put a dildo on the seat of the car and ordered me to sit on it. I was already wet from his speech so it effortlessly went in my cunt as I put my weight on it and sat down in his car. "Good cunt slut," he said as he started the car and drove away. At this point in time I knew I was in for the ride of my life. We drove to the grocery store and parked. I started to get out of the car leaving the dildo behind on the seat when he stopped me and told me that I needed to keep what he orders to have in my cunt in until he says to remove it or removes it himself. I bent down to put the dildo back in my cunt and he stopped me "That is not necessary. Bend over with your knees on the side of the car spreading your legs a bit please." I did as he came over to my side of the car with another dildo he grabbed out of his duffel bag. He shoved it in my cunt. it was 3 times bigger then the first one and it throbbed with pain. He helped me up from my bent over position and I could feel the dildo adjust in my cunt as I stood straight up. I grabbed my purse and looked up and saw that there were two guys in the car right beside us and they watched the entire thing! We started walking towards the grocery store and I knew my face was bright red. Especially considering the fact that I had to of been walking funny. I had a huge dildo in my cunt. While walking around the grocery store I soon realized that his grocery list was more a "what will fit in my cunt" list. He got the obvious cucumber, a can of soup, 2 liter bottle of soda, a juice bottle, a water bottle, a bottle of conditioner that he thought was a good shape, a balloon type punching bag, 2 boxes of taper candles, 5 boxes of pencils, a mini football, some rope. "That will do for now," he stated. I could feel my cunt getting wetter and wetter as we walked around and he referred to every object as a sex toy. But I wasn't at all expecting what happened next. We got to the checkout line and the man asked if we found everything ok. He spoke up and said "for the most part yes, You would be surprised how many good objects I found to force into her cunt (pointing at me).. I am sure we will be back for more" I turned BRIGHT red.. the checker looked at me then back at Tommy and he got red himself. Tommy then leaned over and told the guy about the dildo in my cunt at that very moment. I thought I was going to just die of embarrassment. We walked back to the car and I was again instructed to bend over with my knees on the side of the car. he told me to reach into one of the bags and grab the first thing that my hand touched. I grabbed the pencils. I smiled inside thinking.. phew.. something smaller. He opened the box of pencils and slid one pencil up beside the dildo that was already tight as hell inside of me, then he leaned my seat back and instructed me to get in the car. I leaned back in the seat reclining way back with a pencil and a dildo in my cunt just wondering what on earth was going to happen next. He got in the car and informed me that we were going to go for a little ride. He then blindfolded me and gagged me and off we went. I had no idea where we were going or what was going to happen. I felt the car come to a stop and all of a sudden felt him pushing another pencil up in my cunt. This went on for a while, car stopped, pencil in, car stopped, pencil in, car stopped, pencil in until he spoke up.. "good.. all of those pencils are gone" 10 pencils in my cunt!!! god, no wonder I wanted to cry! He stopped the car and turned off the engine and un-blindfolded me and un- gagged me. As soon as he took the gag off I spoke up.. "This fucking hurts! Are you insane?!" I screamed at him. He laughed and smiled at me "I know it does. That is the point. You will learn to crave being in that pain." Then got out of the car and motioned for me to do the same. It wasn't easy to get up with a dildo and pencils shoved in my cunt but I did manage it eventually. When I stood up I had my legs separated slightly and three of the pencils fell right out on the ground. He picked them up making the comment, "We will deal with that later." and motioned me to follow him into his house. We walked in and he put the bags of groceries/sex toys on the coffee table and pulled out another box of pencils. He grabbed me and bent me over the side of his couch with my stuffed cunt up in the air and grabbed the box of pencils. "This is what happens to little girls that drop things out of their cunt," he said with almost an evil giggle about his words. He got some KY jelly and rubbed it all around my cunt, he lifted out the dildo a bit and put some on it and the pencils still inside of me then shoved it back inside of me. He announced every pencil he got inside of me until he got all 10 plus the 3 that I had dropped inside of me with the dildo and the other 7. He grabbed my legs and flipped me over onto the couch so I was laying on my back and he came and sat beside me making sure my legs stayed spread apart. He turned on the TV and made it very clear that my condition wasn't going to be changing anytime soon. He kept his hand right next to my cunt twisting a pencil or two now and then. After some time, he got up and got us a couple of drinks, included with the drinks was a small bowl of ice cubes. He placed one ice cube between some of the pencils letting the ice cold water drip down into my cunt as it melted. I stayed in that condition for 2 hours when he turned to me and started slipping out the pencils one at a time out of my cunt then the dildo. He grabbed the KY and rubbed it all over his fist. His fist slipped right into my cunt without hesitation. He felt around inside of me for a while then lifted out. He pointed me to the restroom so I could clean up. While taking a shower I reached down to feel my cunt and about fell to my knees when I felt how stretched out it was. I couldn't believe I had let this man do this much to me. I got out of the shower and got dressed again. I went out in the other room and bent down to get my panties out of my purse when he came up from behind me "You aren't putting those on just yet." and he forced a dildo back inside of me. After ramming it all the way in, he took it out and showed it to me. "See what your cunt can take already?" he said. It was a short, about 5 inches long, and very fat, and about as big around as a small beer bottle. It had one large ball on it that I could feel pressing against my clit. "Now you can put on your panties" he told me. "That is to stay in until I say otherwise, You are to ask my permission to remove it for any reason. If I found out that you don't do as I say..." He left the conversation at that and motioned me to the car. We get in the car and starts driving me back to my car for me to go home. He pulls out of his jacket pocket a small pinky vibrator. He hands it to me "cum for me with this on your clit and do not stop until I say so." I do as he instructed, putting the vibrator on my clit. It felt so incredible. I found myself moaning and getting into it pretty heavily. I started grinding on the dildo that was inside of me while moving the vibrator all around not paying a bit of attention on anything around me. "I will have two number two's with two cokes please" I heard him say. I looked over and saw that we were in the drive thru at Burger King. I took the vibrator off my clit and started pulling my skirt down. He glared over at me "You are not to stop until I tell you to stop," and lifted my skirt back up again. I put the vibrator back on my clit as we drove up to the window. "that will be $8.76" said the young man at the window. "Just a moment" he replied. I knew he was stalling. He wanted to make sure that the guy at the window knew just what was going on. I could feel the young man's eyes just glued on me but I knew I couldn't stop. I moaned a bit and started getting into the fact that this young boy was watching me masturbate. Tommy gave him the money finally and we drove off. "Now I have to get some gas" He pulled up to the gas station and got out of the car. He came over to my side of the car and told me to roll down the window. "have you cum yet?" he speaks in a normal tone of voice looking at me then at the woman pumping gas next to us. "yes, once I have" I replied. "Good cunt" The other woman pumping gas spoke up, "I know this is none of my business but may I ask what you have her doing in there?" He replied, "If you would like, I will have her show and explain it to you." "Yes please, I am a bit embarrassed to admit that the thought of a woman in a car masturbating turns me on a bit," she says to him in a fairly soft voice. She walks over to the car window and asks me how I am doing. Tommy followed with, "Go ahead, you can pull out that dildo and show it to her." I pulled it out. "This is what I have in my pussy..." he quickly interrupted.. "CUNT.. it is your cunt!.." he sighs. "I will have to tell you 'cause she, I am sure, will leave things out." The woman turned back to Tommy. "She is my cunt whore and I like my cunts stretched out, able to take anything I want to stuff them with. Earlier today she had a dildo and 20 pencils inside of her cunt to start her with this stretching..." He continued to recite the entire days experience to the woman, who appeared very interested. "If you would like, you are welcome to join us here." He pulled out his wallet and gave her a business card. "I just might give you a call." she said as she walked back to her car. Before leaving she yelled, "Have fun with that dildo and vibrator honey!" I was so embarrassed. That night I got home exhausted from the day and went to plop on the couch. When I did I felt the dildo's balls push hard against my clit making me jump up again. I couldn't believe that I still had this inside of me. He won't know the difference if I take it out! I took off my panties and slipped out the dildo, placing it on the coffee table and plopped back on the couch and turned on the TV. I must of slipped into sleep cause I was awaken by a knock on my door. Startled I got up and answered it. It was a guy that I met about a month ago that I had had over for drinks a couple of times. I was surprised but glad to see him so I invited him in. I closed the door behind him and turned around when my eyes instantly focused on the dildo that I left on the coffee table. "I see you were having some...uh...fun with yourself. Was I...uh... interrupting anything?" you could hear his blushing clean thru his words. "Umm.. no.. you weren't." I said, knowing my face was bright red as I picked up the dildo quickly and put it on the table in my room. "Well... ummm.. I just came buy to see if I could borrow the CD of that group we were talking about earlier" I got the cd for him and he rushed out the door. I flopped back on the couch when he left wondering if I would ever see him or that cd again and put serious doubts on both. I turned off the TV and the lights and decided I should just go to bed. I woke up the next morning to someone banging on my door. Half awake I opened the door. It was Tommy carrying his duffel bag. "Good morning, beautiful" he commented as he let himself into my house. I welcomed him in and closed the door. As soon as the door shut he looked at me with an evil look and grabbed me, picked me up, walked into the bedroom and threw me on the bed. "I didn't get a call from you all night, cunt. And unless you peed with that dildo inside of you, you took it out without calling to ask me" I shivered in fear. Not only did I take it out, I haven't had it in all night. He ripped open my legs finding nothing inside of me. His face got red with anger. He looked around the room and saw the dildo on the table in the corner of my bedroom. He went over and picked it up and rammed it back up inside of my cunt. He kept hold of one of my legs and got rope out of his duffel bag and tied down my foot to one corner of the bed, then the other, then both arms so I was spread eagle on my back on my bed with my robe untied and open. He pulled out another dildo from his duffel bag and worked it in beside the first dildo in my cunt not taking much care into how painful it might be for me. "I told you that your cunt would be punished if you did not do as I instructed. You will now feel exactly what I mean...." He pulled a gag out of his bag and wrapped it around my mouth "This is to stop your screams of pain from penetrating the room" I watched him as he went back down to standing between my legs and he ripped out both dildos at the same time. A muffled scream came from me knowing that this was only the beginning. Out of his duffelbag he pulled out the punching bag that we bought yesterday with a pump attached to it. He got out the KY and got the punching bag fully coated with it along with his fist. He put the punching bag in his hand then slipped his hand into my cunt getting it all the way inside of me. He spent extra time twisting his fist all around in my cunt and moved it side to side making my body toss and turn from the force then slipped in 2 fingers from his other hand pulling my walls from his fist as he slipped his fist out of my gaping cunt leaving the punching back deep inside of me. He put the pump down between my legs. He pulled out this strange contraption out of his bag... a g-string with a metal front? He untied my legs and slipped it on over me then spread my legs and tied them back down. He put the tube of the pump against my clit and upward then clamped the contraption around me.. it was a chastity belt!!! "This will keep things from coming out... from now on." He started to pump. I could feel the punching bag growing inside of me.. pump pump pump filling my cunt more with every one. It pressed firmly against my walls and he wasn't stopping.. I tried to scream only getting out a small muffled noise. Pump pump pump.. "I swear I am going to fucking explode!" I thought in my head. The pain was terrible.. it was so extreme that I actually passed out. When I came to, my pussy was still in complete pain but not near as bad as it was just a moment ago. "Either I am getting used to it or he has let off a bit," I thought to myself. He saw me waken and smiled. "There you are... your cunt is finally adjusting to the pain.. very good to see." He untied me from the bed and instructed me to get up. I rolled to the edge of the bed and got my feet on the floor, when I sat up, I could feel the air shifting in the punching bag and I moaned. He told me to get dressed offering suggestions with what he wanted me to wear. He liked my super short "cheerleader" skirt and insisted I wear that along with a tube top. After dressing he reached down the front of my skirt and pulled up the now clamped tube that was still attached to the punching bag blown up inside of me. "Keep this out where I can see it, I want to have easy access to it," he told me. We left my place and got in his car. Him with pump in hand. He told me that we had a lot of running around to do today and that I should be prepared for a "pumping" at any time. There was something he failed to tell me about his g-string chastity belt and that was the ability to vibrate via a short range remote control. The second I sat down in his car, he started it's engine. "This is also something that you should be prepared for," he smirked. First stop, hardware store. We walk in the door and he immediately turns on the vibration, turning it up (which of course was louder) when I was around people. We went to the section were they had pumps and asked the sales person if he could check them out to compare them. The salesman was happy to help him and demonstrated the different types and how fast or slow they pump on a raft when Tommy spoke up, "I would like to see that one there demonstrated on my girlfriend here." The salesman looked at Tommy oddly as he grabbed the tubing that was coming from the top of my skirt "Please, sir, you do it, just one up/down motion to see how she responds." He did as I moaned loudly and my eyes rolled in the back of my head. Tommy put the clamp back on the tube with this new addition of pain inside of me and told the salesman as we walked away, "You just pumped more air into a punching bag she has stuffed in her cunt." I didn't look back...I didn't want to know what that salesman was thinking at that point. We went to the checkout with the tools that he had picked up. While waiting in line he turned the vibrating on the highest level and played with the tube coming from the top of my skirt "Too bad not everyone here knows what this little tube is to, eh?" he said in a plain voice. I just blushed and didn't say a thing and tried to adjust to the again extreme pain still between my legs. We got to the checkout and like at the grocery store... "Have a good afternoon" the woman told us as we were walking away.. Tommy's response "Oh, I will.. my cunt slave will be in pain though with that punching bag inside of her all day" and we walked out. "Take off your skirt" Tommy ordered me "WHAT? I am not going to take off my skirt are you nuts!" I exclaimed. "Ok.." He went and grabbed the pump from the car and stuck it on the tube and started to pump "OK STOP!!!! I will take off my skirt." So I did just that, in broad daylight in the parking lot of the hardware store. I took off my skirt. "Now get in the car" he told me with a stern voice. He didn't talk to me at all when we were in the car. He grabbed one of my legs and moved me to sit facing him in the car, legs spread so he could see my covered/stuffed cunt. We drove for about 20 minutes until we got to this building. It wasn't finished being built yet. "Get out of the car." he ordered. I got out of the car still without my skirt. He walked me inside the building and I heard a ton of voices. "PETER!!" he screamed "I am bringing back the hammer I borrowed along with a bonus for me taking so long." A voice from down the hall yelled,, "IN HERE!" We walked into one of the rooms where they were obviously doing construction. Four guys stopped working and looked at me. Tommy ordered me to lay on the ground with my legs spread and he picked me up by my legs, cunt in the air. "She isn't as stretched as I like them but she has been a bad cunt, you guys want a piece of her?" They all stopped and came right over as Tommy took off the chastity belt and let out a little air out of the punching bag then ripped it out of me with a lot of the air still in it, then he grabbed Peter's hand, "Make a fist, buddy." Peter made a fist and Tommy rammed Peter's fist in my cunt. "She likes this. Give her everything you guys want, I'll be back to pick her up in a couple of hours." Peter grabbed one leg with his other free hand keeping his fist in my cunt and dragged me down on the ground letting his fist rip out of me. He grabbed a saw horse and put my legs up on it spread eagle and two other guys tied my legs sprawled apart. They all pulled their cocks out and started stroking them looking at this open cunt at their face. One guy got on his knees and got behind me and put his cock in my ass and started fucking my ass like it was a sopping wet pussy, not caring how much it hurt me. While he did that, Peter put his fist back in my cunt standing to one side of me. He told the other guy "Hey, come see if you can get your fist in here with mine." He came over and first tried punching at my cunt, I SCREAMED in pain "Shut up cunt. You know you like it." said one of the guys. The one that was trying to get his fist in my cunt along with Peters got angry. He got violent and took two fingers from his other hand and pulled back my pussy walls from Peter's fist, leaning back you could see that he was putting a lot of force into it. I could feel myself tear when he slipped his hand inside of me next to Peters and let go with his other hand. The guy that was busy fucking my ass screamed in pleasure as it tightened my ass against his cock while he came. I had two fists in my cunt and a cock up my ass. How could any human enjoy this! I thought it couldn't get any worse, but the 4th guy came over and sat down on my face and forced me to suck his cock. While doing so he stuck his first two fingers along side of the fists in my cunt and used my cunt and my clit as a handle to move himself back and forth on my face. The other two guys jacked off and came on my stomach. They were all thru with me. They all walked away and went back to work leaving me tied up used and abused. "How do you feel, cunt?" Peter came over and asked me. "Sore, please let me up!" I begged. "HAHAHA not hardly, in fact I think we should see what else your sloppy cunt can take" he replied He went over to one side of the room and got out an industrial size spray can and put the butt end of that in my cunt. "HA HA god you have a loose hole, you slut!" he said while easily slipping the can in and out of my cunt. "Guess you need something larger stuffed in that hole of yours," he said walking away. "Peter!" one of the other workers yelled. "How about this for that sluts cunt?" he holds up one of the banister nobs that goes at the base of the staircase "OOH that would work well I think.. but lets do one more thing..." Peter grabbed one of his drills and drilled all the way down on the nob then held up the drill with the nob on it and went to my cunt. He spit in my used pussy and slipped his fist in and out a few times getting it worked up and taking the juices from deep inside of me and spreading them around the edge of my cunt. He then placed the nob at my cunt and leaned into it pushing it inside of me slowly as my cunt took it more and more until PLOP as it gets to the smaller end of the ball and pulls it inside of me. Then he turned on the drill forcing the ball to rotate inside of me spinning and twisting my pussy lips as they got caught on the edge twisting it round and round until he reversed the drill and left the banister ball inside of me. "I think Tommy will like to get you back like this," he said as he walked away.