Doctor Grungot's Exchange Extravaganza! (M2F, Slow, Swap)
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Re: Doctor Grungot's Exchange Extravaganza! (M2F, Slow, Swap
by Jjjandj » Sat Oct 12, 2019 10:39 am
Loved the sike out
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Re: Doctor Grungot's Exchange Extravaganza! (M2F, Slow, Swap
by laristopa » Wed Oct 23, 2019 2:31 am
Fun one to write! Nearing the endgame now 
. I'm drafting up something new once this story is finished. If anybody has any ideas or requests, maybe something that's been rattling around in your brain for awhile let me know. I like incorporating peoples ideas and fantasies into my writing. Feel free to PM me anytime. As usual, thanks for reading!
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*Round Ninety Seven*
Annabella appeared in the barn. It didn't smell good or bad, just normal. She realized she must be getting used to the stench. She didn't feel particularly good or bad about that. She was on her hands and knees in the dirty straw and could immediately feel something about herself was very different. She reached up to her face and found what it was. The cow nose and horns given to her by Abel had become real! Her giant cow nose was damp and cold. Her nostrils were huge! Her small horns jutted out through blonde curls while her long cow ears twitched when she touched them. They stuck out like alien antennae. Her hands shook as they ran along her new features. She wasn't sure whether to cry or feel nothing at all. The unconscious twitching of her new ears was completely foreign and the sound of her expanded nostrils inhaling large gulps of air sounded like...like an animal breathing...but that wasn't the only changes. After moving past the initial shock of her bovine face, Annabella noticed the butt plug tail was no longer a plug - it attached directly above her ass cheeks. It was a REAL tail! It was tight and short but it moved with a mind of its own, smacking back and forth across her giant ass. She ran her hands along her ass...it was definitely bigger than before. Her hips were wider and her ass was fatter. She must have looked ridiculous with her meaty, human pussy nestled between these inhuman proportions! Finally, the cow-spotted chaps on her legs had sunk into her skin. Her legs were leathery and cow spotted. They were slightly hairy and meatier than she remembered. As she shuffled across the straw towards a nearby wooden pen, her legs felt insulated and protected. Like a thick layer of skin and fat cut her sensitivity. She reached the side and tried pulling herself upright. The effort intensified her bestial breathing which blended in seamlessly with the other barnyard sounds around her.
Attempting to stand was met swiftly with failure. Not only did she content without her heels, but there was more to her unnatural lower body than just increased size. Her bone structure had shifted so she was more akin to an animal. Her body was no longer perfectly suited for bi-pedal movement and no longer fully human. She managed to stand, heavily pressing against he wall. When she pushed off and tried standing on her own power, she fell on her back with a grunt and a crash. Her leathery, cow spotted legs were pushed straight up to the ceiling. She sat motionless for a few seconds, her tail swished back and forth between her legs. Only by turning to the side could she get back on all fours. It felt much more comfortable to move this way. The dirt and mud from the floor splattered along Annabella's exposed torso. She was really feeling like an animal. She sighed and reached up to ring the cowbell around her neck.
Abel appeared shortly after. He had a smug smile across his face as he laid eyes on Annabella. The second he did so, Annabella's jiggling tits swelled and ached. The veins in them popped out and her nipples darkened. She moaned...which sounded alarmingly like a "moo", as her massive breasts filled with milk.
Abel stepped behind Annabella and chuckled before sharply slapping her giant ass. Annabella yelped but remained motionless.
He walked back into her vision and started, "You're coming along well, Bessie. Have a few more things for you to put on before I let you use my machine."
He procured a pair of leathery cow hooves.
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And a thick golden nose ring.
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He dangled the items in front of Annabella's dripping animal nose. She released a sigh as the pressure in her tits continued to increase. She didn't really have a choice as she nodded her head and accepted the items.
Abel reached down and grabbed Annabella's delicate little hands one at a time. He slipped each into their respective hoof. Annabella realized just how restricted her actions would be without fingers as her arms connected to the ground with a *CLOP*. Though, somehow, the feeling of hooves just felt "right", especially with her warped lower body. It felt strangely natural to have these hooves attached to her arms. Annabella almost wished they were real...Abel opened the ring and secured it to her bestial nose. It wasn't a real piercing...at least, right NOW it wasn't a real piercing. Though Annabella figured the ring, along with her hooves, soon would be.
Abel beckoned for her to move and Annabella started to crawl. The soft *clop* of her front hooves was strangely melodic and Annabella found herself liking the sound and enjoying her leisurely crawl. Her leathery legs scraped along the disgusting floor and her tail flicked back and forth. She slid across a few cow pies and didn't really have a strong reaction, it just added to the muck and dirt already coating her. She was feeling like a dirty animal as much as she was beginning to look, and smell, like one. When she reached her normal pen, Annabella wordlessly positioned her tits above the milker. Abel stepped into the pen with the glass milk basin and shoved something into Annabella's mouth. She began unconsciously chewing a handful of grass as the milking process began. She found her chewing was different. It wasn't normal up-and-down with the slight side-to-side of a normal human. She found her chewing was mostly side-to-side with a little bit of up-and-down. When the process was finished, Abel examined the nearly full jars of milk. He had a devilish smile as he looked down at Annabella who was mindlessly chewing the grass. He wheeled the jar out and the scene began to collapse.
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Annabella appeared in a seedy motel room.
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It was incredibly outdated and stunk with a musty rot. Annabella examined herself and couldn't help but feel a little disappointing. Her grotesquely large, unnatural body was back to its normally extreme proportions. As much as she hated to admit it, being a mindless farm animal was becoming more appealing each time she visited the barn. It was more and more disappointing when she left. Normally she was happy to be back on her feet but there was just something about crawling around in the dirt and grime that felt so RIGHT.
Annabella shook off the feeling and saw she was completely naked except for her heels which were shiny black stilettos. Her silky blond-pink hair was in pig tails set on each side of her head. She was surprised to find no collar around her neck. It had been a long while since her smooth neck wasn't sporting a choker of some sort. As she caressed her neck, Annabella noticed her bar code tattoo was gone! She was momentarily elated before confusion set in. What was going on?
Suddenly, Annabella felt a wave of horrible nausea wrack through her stomach. She stumbled to a nearby trashcan and wretched into it for awhile. When she was finished, Annabella wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She had been through this before. But if she was getting morning sickness again...that slave a few rounds back...oh dear.
Annabella popped a sucker in her mouth and clicked it around her colored braces. The cherry flavor of the lollipop was most welcome; it overtook the awful aftertaste of vomit. She struck an unconscious feminine pose, twireled her hair around her finger, and waited.
A few minutes later, the door to the room opened with a creak. Master strode in and immediately dominated the space. Annabella quickly looked at the ground and adopted a subservient posture. Master was completely nude and his dark skin had a sheen to it in the dim lighting. His monstrous cock flopped around between his powerful, hairy legs. Annabella found herself sneaking peeks at his member. She could smell the strong masculine musk oozing from Master's hunky body. Annabella's own sweet femininity began to waft through the air as she felt a wetness forming between her exposed thighs.
Master's voice was dominating and commanding as he practically stood directly over Annabella and stated, "Slave."
Annabella shrunk down and felt very small. She didn't just feel small - she WAS extremely small compared to the massive bull of a man overpowering her. She suqeaked out around her sucker, "H-hewwo...Master..."
They stood awkwardly close to one another for a few seconds. Annabella wasn't sure what was going to happen, but she wished Master would just grab her and fill her with his dark cock. She was aching for it, her kitty was gushing like a waterfall already. Though she was aroused, Annabella didn't dare move. Master was in charge, she couldn't even imagine making the first move without his direction.
S.A.M. appeared on the bed wearing a fur coat and shades.
Both Master and Annabella listened as the robot spoke, "The contestant will participate in a game of chance. Twenty coins will be flipped. For every heads, there will be one dominant change while every tails will yield a submissive change. After twenty coins have flipped, a prospective buyer will evaluate who is the slave and who is the master. No sex until the last coin in thrown! Good luck."
A silver coin appeared floating in midair. Annabella gulped. Could she really be "unlucky" now? Was that really a thing? She was about to find out...
Master stood back and evaluated the situation. He folded his arms across his torso, puffing out his chest, and waited. Annabella reluctantly turned her uneasy attention to the coin as it flew straight up towards the ceiling before landing on the cheap carpet.
Tails.
Annabella shook her head, not a good start. She coughed as a thin black choker secured itself around her neck. She pulled at it weakly, It was pretty loose and insignificant. No clasp or way to remove it, but it wasn't much of a concern. She shared an uneasy stare with Master who tugged at a thin gold chain now clasped around his neck.
The coin flipped again.
Tails.
Annabella gasped as a solid latex dildo inserted iself into her slick vagina. It was long, thick and veiny. It slipped all the way to the hilt, filling her fully. She felt a sting of pain as the dildo broke through her hymen. A trickle of blood flowed out. Her legs felt weak as she carefully reached to pull it out.
"Don't touch that, Bitch!" Master hollared.
Annabella immediately stopped and stood still, breathing heavily. She noticed Master was wearing a faded pair of blue jeans, obscuring his cock. She could have removed the dildo, but it felt good and Master clearly wanted her to keep it in. It wasn't doing any harm, she elected to keep it riiiight where it was for now.
Flip. Tails.
Cold metal manacles clamped around Annabella's ankles. She could see no clasp. The metal was silver with silver hooks. They fit perfectly around her thin little ankles with barely any give. Meanwhile, Master was now wearing a clean pair of white socks. Annabella shook her legs a few times, the manacles were somewhat restricting but not too bad. Her hair and tits flopped around as she tested her new metal ankle wear.
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The coin soared again flopping onto...tails.
Yeah, she was clearly about to have a bad time. Four in a row was pretty unlikely.
A familiar cold metal rubbed against Annabella's skin, this time near her hands. Manacles matching the metal around her feet now adorned her frail wrists. She twirled her wrists a few times, admiring her intricate, feminine nails. She glanced over to see Master with a single gold ring on his right index finger. The ring was thick and demanded attention. Master admired the ring for a moment before returning his intense gaze back to Annabella. She shuffled, feeling the dildo rolling around inside her.
The coin flopped and landed on...Heads!
Annabella sighed in relief as she heard a gasp from Master. She saw two silver studs gleaming on his dark nipples. He reached up to try and pull the studs out, only to find they had no clasp. He would have to pull them out of his skin. He decided to let them stay for now, though he took a second to weigh his options. A riding crop appeared in Annabella's hands. Holding the stiff piece of leather made her feel powerful. It made her feel in control. She no longer felt it was necessary to call Darius Master.
She pointed the crop at Darius who was still examining his new nipple studs, and cooed, "Just a few mowe wins and you'll be cawwing me misstwiss."
Darius shook his head and focused on the coin.
It flipped. Tails.
Annabella felt a pinch in her nipples and heard a jingle as a chain appeared connecting her nipple piercings. As usual, there was no clasp and the metal chain appeared to be welded onto her piercings. The added weight pulled her tits down slightly but they were still relatively perky. Darius was wearing an expensive looking, purple, silk shirt which he smoothed out across his torso. It covered his nipple piercings but they could still be seen poking through. Annabella rolled the crop between her fingers. She shook her boobs a bit. The chain jingled and tugged on her nipples. Coupled with the dildo, her arousal was starting to climb again.
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The coin bounced onto the carpet and landed tails.
Annabella's heels pressed up. The became extremely tall and she was balancing almost directly on her tip toes. The dark leather climbed up her legs and laced around her hairless calves. The metal manacles clamped around the heels which could be opened with a zipper along the side - that is if there weren't manacles making that impossible!
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Darius now wore a comfortable pair of tennis shoes on his socks. He was now fully clothed with a gold chain and gold ring on his finger. He also had nipple studs poking out of his high quality purple silk shirt. Annabella stood on extremely tall ballerina heels laced up her legs with silver manacles tightly around her ankles and wrists. A silver chain connected her nipple piercings while a plug pushed against her vaginal walls and a thin black choker loosely adorned her neck. She slapped a riding crop between her fingers, invigorating her with strength.
Tails.
Annabella sharply sucked in air as her tiny stomach was cinched further by a dark latex corset. The corset clung tightly to her stomach and began crawling up towards her breasts. The material encircled her tits but did not cover them. Her breasts fit perfectly in latex holes which squeezed them and made them burst out even more. The smooth latex went up and around her shoulders but left her arms bare. It was somewhat easy to move in but made any twisting motions more difficult. Annabella couldn't find a clasp or any way to pull the top off. It would likely need to be cut off. The top stopped at her hips which, beneath the cinched waist, appeared to balloon out even farther. But this was all okay, she could say she's a dominatrix, they wore latex corsets all the time, right? She slapped the crop between her hands. Yeah that could work.
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Around Darius' shirt appeared a fur lined purple coat. It was more of a robe but could be considered a coat. It dropped nearly to the floor and was extremely baggy. He closed the coat and covered his newly sensitive nipples. The coat matched his shirt perfectly.
Tails.
Annabella's choker tightened and she audibly gagged. The choker also thickened. It was much more restrictive to her movement and breathing than before. She shifted her head a few times, trying to get used to the new restriction. Meanwhile, Darius' thin gold chain thickened and became more shiny. It gleamed in the light and he rattled it around a few times. Annabella felt her confidence a bit shaken by the new choker, but clung tightly to her riding crop. She could still be a dominatrix.
Round Ten began.
Tails.
Another black latex dildo appeared and dove right for Annabella's vagina. As it did, the dildo that was already occupying the dripping snatch pulled out and lodged itself in her ass. Annabella fell into the wall and held it for support as both dildos nestled deep inside. Annabella's arousal was starting to get out of control. She was very thankful the dildo that was already wet went to her ass. The intrusion in her ass was painful enough WITH her natural lube. Again, she could have removed the plugs but...It felt really good and she could always remove both before the end of the round; before the evaluations. Darius' jeans turned to purple silk. His manly bulge was visible through his pants. Annabella's mouth watered as she stared at it while rubbing her thights together.
After ten rounds she was down 1-9. But this could still be salvaged, she just had to say she is a dominatrix. She twirled the crop around. If she could get one win and something significant happened to Darius she had a shot. She also had to cross her fingers and hope to avoid any super obvious changes. Manacles could be explained as...maybe ascetic or armor or something and the collar could be a...a kinky accessory maybe? Yeah so far its all explainable.
Heads!
Annabella's makeup began to shift. It no longer looked amateur and low quality. Now gracing her features was professional handiwork in bold colors. She looked intimidating and mysterious - well as intimidating and mysterious as her innocent brace-face could be. She felt a surge of confidence again. Darius yelped as his body shrank all over. His clothing shrank with him but he was definitely shorter overall. He was probably only around 5"8, just an inch or two taller than Annabella with her heels on! Darius looked extremely angry and started walking towards Annabella. She flicked the riding crop in his direction, causing him to stop. Stop and...back down? He looked scared for a second. The tide was beginning to turn.
Tails.
Another cold metal object pressed against her skin. This time, around her privates. Annabella hurriedly reached down and tried to pull the plugs out, but it was too late. A shiny, silver, solid chastity belt gleamed over her genitals. There was a lock in the front but otherwise she couldn't move it at all. The plugs inside her were trapped! The futility of it all made it even more exciting as she tried wedging her fingers under the cold metal. Her supple flesh gave way a bit, but it was futile. This...she could work with this. She just needed to win a few wins to get some clothing. Darius still appeared very upset by his size reduction but admired a new gold and diamond studded dollar sign belt buckle. It was obnoxiously big and shiny.
Tails.
Annabella felt herself needing to yawn suddenly. She opened her mouth wide and inhaled. As she did, a leather ring gag secured itself around her head and nestled into her mouth. She was in the middle of a great yawn and couldn't close her mouth in time to stop it! She tried spitting it out, pulling it out and unclasping it but to no avail. It kept her perfectly painted, fat pillow lips constantly agape. A trickle of drool dripped down her chin. The ring was large enough for a decent sized cock to slide inside with no resistance. Darius smiled widely revealing a solid gold grill lining his teeth. She needed to find something sharp...something to cut this leather strap and get the ring gag off. If she found some scissors or a knife...maybe she could pick the lock on some of these bondage items. Annabella scouted around the room, spotting a few drawers and cabinets that were worth exploring. She had to try something.
While she reached for the first drawer with her hand tightly clutching the riding crop, the coin landed tails.
Annabella dropped the crop and her hands were quickly enveloped by thick latex gloves. They were like tight oven mitts. She couldn't manipulate her fingers! Her metal manacles shut tightly around her wrists holding the gloves in place. No matter how she tugged she couldn't get them loose. She made muffled moaning and groaning sounds around her gag as she pulled and pulled with no result.
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She tried to open the drawer but couldn't grasp the handle. Annabella felt tears in her eyes as she kicked the dresser and grunted in frustration. Meanwhile, Darius stepped towards her.
Darius made a beeline for the fallen riding crop. Annabella dove for it when she realized what he was doing. But Darius was too fast. The second his fingers closed around the crop it transformed into a sceptor. Was it a...pimp cane?
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Annabella felt her confident demeanor shatter, replaced by an oppressive pressure emanating from Master's newest tool. She felt instantly subservient to Master's will.
"What do you say now, Bitch?" Master croaked.
Annabella stared at the ground, unable to speak while drool slipped down her chin.
Another coin toss came up tails.
Annabella heard another jingle. She looked down, over her protruding tits to see a short chain connecting the manacles on her feet together. She was not giving up though! She took small, mincing steps in her chained, ballerina heels toward a nearby cabinet. She abandoned the drawer, she just didn't have the dexterity to open the drawer. The cabinet, however, she may have been able to open that, even with her hands the way they were. Master flicked several new, big gold rings adorning his fingers.
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Annabella slowly made her way next to the large wooden cabinet. Master watched her with a mocking grin, he was letting her try. Each step shook the plugs wedged all the way up her holes causing her to wince through the ring gag. He stepped just behind her, holding up his pimp cane as she struggled.
The coin flipped. Tails.
She grabbed at the handle on the cabinet and just started opening it when she felt a burning pain in her calves. Annabella fell to the floor while grunting in pain. The second she was on the floor the pain ceased. She was on her knees resting against Master's leg in his puffy purple pimp coat. She grabbed at his leg and tried pulling herself up. The second she started standing, however, the pain began to escalate. She dropped back down onto her knees. Annaballea flicked Master's coat away, seeing his comfortable sneakers had become gold and expensive looking. She crawled to the cabinet and got high on her knees, pulling at the handle again carefully with her mitts.
Tails.
Annabella's hands reached for her neck as she felt the strong sensation of choking! The collar there grew even tighter. It now read, "Little Slut" in bold silver letters. A large D ring in the back was the only source of room and it dug slightly into her skin. She pulled uselessly at the collar, moaning in frustration. A torrent of fluid gushed from both her mouth and pussy. Annabella looked back at Master who silently stood next to her, a large gold and diamond money sign hung around his neck, joined by his thick gold chain already there. It was his flashiest jewelry yet and demanded attention.
Annabella sat on her butt and cried. She rested her back against the wooden cabinet. She reached one shaky, gloved hand towards the handle.
Tails.
Her hand stopped short and was pulled back down towards her other hand which rested on her thigh. A short silver chain connected the manacles on her wrists. There was no clasp of any kind. Master was now weaing a wide brimmed purple hat with a feather in it.
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His gaze was darkened as he watched her beneath the hat.
She stared down at her shackled mitts. It was the principle of the thing now, she struggled against the cabinet to a high kneeling position, facing the cabinet. She reached both her hands at the same time towards the handle. She got her hands around the handle and began to pull.
Tails.
Annabella was knocked to the floor. A blow directly to her face felt like she had been hit with a sledgehammer. She howled in pain. But before she could recover a constriction began around her neck again. She felt like she was being suffocated. She was choking! It was like the collar had tightened again only worse. She cried and gasped, kicking her legs helplessly into the air, desperate to fill her lungs. She frantically looked to Master who was sporting a brand name pair of golden sunglasses. He hadn't moved, he wasn't doing anything to her. She lost air completely, feeling light headed and seeing lights swirling in her eyes as the struggling slowed. The world began to fade out. Then, as suddenly as it started, the choking feeling stopped and only the collar's tightness remained. Annabella coughed deeply and sucked in air like her life depended on it. It was difficult breathing through the gag, but she managed. A sharp stinging pain in her head, face and neck continued as hot tears rolled down her cheeks.
In the distance she heard the final coin clap on the floor. Tails.
Annabella's crumpled, defeated body was dragged by an invisible force til she was kneeling at his feet. A purple leash appeared in his hand and it connected to the D ring on the back of Annabella's collar. Master reached forward and opened the cabinet. It swung silently open. Inside was just a large mirror. Annabella and Master both looked at themselves in the glass.
Master appeared slightly smaller than before but he was decked out like a stereotypical pimp. Flashy rings, gold grill various assorted jewelry, purple silk clothes and furry coat complete with a wide brimmed hat. He wore expensive shoes and carried a cane. His demeanor, stance and general confidence was high and he was clearly in control of the situation. He held a purple leash which was connected to a much different creature.
Totally chained and helpless. Feet, hands, chest, collar. She was small and frail enough where even without bondage she wouldn't be much of a handful for anybody, let along locked in multiple restrictions. Her innocent, young face and neck were marred with bruises and marks consistent with a stereotypical pimp/ho relationship. A deep black eye and clear hand prints around her neck. The girl's makeup was once beautiful, but now ran with her tears. Mascara ran down her face, which was flush with arousal, and her lipstick was smudged. She looked complexly defeated and broken, an absolute shell of a woman. Her enormous, surgically enhanced tits pressed up and out of a latex top so tight it should be impossible. A shiny chastity belt gave somebody else control of her sexuality while chains restricted her movement. The mitts took away her ability to do most things while the ring gag removed her ability to communicate. The strong smell of female arousal permeated the girl and a puddle of feminine cum oozed between her legs. She was being lead on a leash which she did not have the strength to escape, putting her at the mercy of whoever held it. Overall, she was the most helpless creature Annabella had ever laid eyes on - and she was looking at herself!
"Now to complete the look." Master growled.
He opened his coat and pulled his silk pants down slightly. Much to Annabella's relief, his cock was still 100% even though he'd lost some height.
"Suck me, Ho." He commanded while holding his cane up menacingly.
Annabella pressed herself upright to a high knee. She was positioned directly in front of Master's hardening member. She pulled her head forward and glided his cock inside the ring gag. Her lips were so puffy that they provided a bit of heat, wetness and suction but her tongue would have to do most of the work. She slowly worked him inside and out at a reasonable pace. That didn't last long, however, as Master grabbed hold of her blond-pink pigtails, using them as handlebars. He pulled her back and forther over his cock, her tongue trying to keep up but he continuously slammed her faster and faster. Soon, Annabella was just holding on for dear life. With each thrust, he pressed her nose into his pubic hair which agitated her injruies giving her a stinging pain in her face. Her hand reached down towards her hungering kitty but she couldn't reach it through the belt. The incredible pace picked up further and Master was enjoying himself, though he clearly didn't take Annabella's happiness or comfort into account at all. Annabella's tits bounced wildly causing the chain connecting them to jingle and tug on her nipples. As Master continued, he was pulling so hard on her pigtails that strands of hair were being ripped from her scalp. Master removed the bands keeping the pigtails together. Her frayed, damaged hair fluttered around her head wildly. Master pushed his penis all the way into her mouth and down her throat. Annabella didn't gag but she needed air after a few seconds as her breathing rate had increased so much due to arousal and lack of oxygen. She she tried to pull off him, Master grabbed her leash tightly and held her head down. When she was about to pass out again, he sloshed himself out of her mouth and grunted. Annabella looked up to Master and waited for his finish, knowing her own arousal wouldn't be sated. He jacked himself off feverishly, his cock pointed directly at her face.
Seconds later, he grunted one last time and exploded with ropes of thick cum splattering all across her innocent face. As soon as the first rope of Darius' seed touched Annabella's skin, two things happened. First, she felt another burning sensation in the side of her neck. The bar code tattoo normally on her wrist appeared, instead, directly on her neck. Secondly, she felt like there was a second cum shot on her tits which dried shortly after, leaving a crusty stain on her breasts like she had given somebody a titty fuck. Spurt after spurt of cum coated her bruised visage from Master's shuttering cock. He held the leash and the back of her head tightly, causing moderate discomfort for Annabella as his orgasm began to abate. He squeezed the last few drops onto her eyes which already had thick wads running along them. She had no way to rub them or clean the semen away so she kept them mostly closed.
Drops of seed slipped into her open mouth which started to become sore. Master carefully returned his softening cock into his pants then walked back towards the mirror, pulling Annabella's leash and ushering her towards it. He grabbed a fistful of loose hair, being sure to avoid touching his own semen, and forced her forward to look at herself another time. If she thought the creature in the mirror was pitiful before it had gotten even worse. She could only barely see through one eye, but she could see the bar code tattoo was just above her collared leash and was slightly larger than before. It would be very difficult for somebody to miss it the second they looked at her. As far as her face went, it was plastered in cum. She really did look like a pleasure slave or young prostitute in way over her head.
After staring at herself for a few seconds, Master chimed in, "That's what you are, little girl. You a dirty fuckin' 'ho." He paused for a few seconds, thinking, before continuing, "Nah, you ain't even a 'ho, you less than a 'ho. You a piece of property. A commodity. I'm done with you."
The door to the motel opened and in stepped a familiar looking black man. It was Mr. Johnson and his wife, Mrs. Johnson. Mr. Johnson was a giant black bull of a man. In his forties with slabs of muscle all across his body. Annabella was also familiar with his big cock...Mrs. Johnson was a pretty dark haired white lady in her early thirties with respectable breasts.
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Mrs. Johnson looked down at Annabella in disgust. Mr. Johnson, on the other hand, barely regarded her, instead focusing on Master. Master released Annabella's hair and shook hands with Mr. Johnson.
Mr. Johnson started first, "You lookin' small, Darius. What happened? Didn't know you were going all in on the 'pimp' thing either."
Master responded with a grin, "It's a temporary setback. And I been pimpin' all my life, Anthony, I Just had to get the right ho's. Anyway, this is the one I was telling you about."
He pointed to Annabella who remained on the floor motionless, rivulets of semen slowly dripped down her face and onto her breasts which were already coated.
Mr. Johnson motioned for his wife who carefully shuffled towards him. When she stepped into the light it was obvious she was far along in pregnancy. She glanced down at Annabella, the clear disgust on her face continually evident. Her voice was rather forceful and in an alto pitch as she said, "Did you have to soil it like that, Darius?"
"I'm sorry, Mona, had to sample the product one more time."
Mr. Johnson cleared his throat, "Is it just as we requested?"
Master reached into his coat and procured a small box. He showed it to both guests before tearing it open. Out of the package he obtained what appeared to be a nail file maybe? He stepped back towards Annabella til he was standing directly over her. She simply didn't have the energy or resolve to do anything but sit passively.
Master unlocked the Chasity belt with a small silver key and pulled it away with a *Squealch* as the metal was covered in fluid. He pushed the file into Annabella's mitted hands. She could barely hold onto the object which she could now see was a disposable pregnancy test.
"Crouch down and piss on the stick, Bitch." Master ordered.
Annabella struggled into a kneeling position. Her eyes were still plastered shut, but move cum dripped away with each passing second. Once she got onto her knees, she opened her legs which were hot and sticky. As she did, Annabella let out a surprised moan as both the dildo in her vagina and ass slipped out with a double *Squealch* and dropped to the carpet.
Mrs. Johnson made a gagging noise and chided,"What a disgusting creature."
Annabella carefully maneuvered the test between her legs and looked up. All three people in the room were staring directly at her. Her tits were hanging out, she was secured in bondage, her hair was a mess and multiple toys had just slipped out of her cavernous holes. She was black and blue and covered in semen. Much different from the well dressed, classy woman deriding her, ready to watch her pee like an animal. Annabella took a deep breath and pushed. It started as a thin stream but as she relaxed her bladder a torrent of yellow piss sprayed all over the floor. The stream was wild and uncontrollable but she managed to properly cover the test. When she was done she reached the test towards Darius who furrowed his brow, disgusted, but he accepted the test anyway. Annabella's mitts were covered in piss and she found herself sitting in her own fluid. The rancid stench of piss permeated her and mixed with the scent of her continued arousal. Now that the belt was off, she could finally try getting herself off. Annabella did her best to grab one of the dildos, unsure if it was the one in her ass or pussy. At this point, she smelled and felt like a port-o-potty anyway, so what was the difference?
While she struggled with the dildo, Master took the test, examined it, and smiled. He showed it to Mr. and Mrs. Johnson who nodded their heads.
"And this isn't its first?" Mr. Johnson asked.
"No, it's had two prior offspring. Only one made it though. Doctor complication, it's been dealt with, I assure you."
"And the other child?" Mrs. Johnson inquired.
"With me. Can be part of the deal if you want. It's a female, still a baby." Master replied.
Annabella tried placing the dildo face up on the floor and riding it, but that didn't quite work. She sat back in the soaking wet carpet and held the dildo between her mitted hands. She worked it into her cunt, riding the dildo as satisfyingly as she could. The conversation around her didn't interest her in the slightest. She just wanted to feel something good after all the bad.
Mrs. Johnson thought for a few seconds. "Nah, we don't need to pay more for a baby. We can just breed our own. Keep the child. Make it your new main attraction."
Mr. Johnson rubbed his chin and examined Annabella before extending his hand, "Alright, we'll take it. I'll do the agreed upon price. Does it have a name?"
Master turned and watched Annabella with disgust as she began orgasming in her own filth, "Annabella Slut, but you can call it whatever you want."
The men shook hands and Annabella felt a jolt in the back of her head, but paid it no mind as she convulsed in blissful orgasm.
Master smiled and turned to Mistress, "What do you want to call it?"
Mistress thought for a second and replied, "Annabella is far too sophisticated for a creature such as this. I think just 'Slut' will suffice."
Slut rubbed her mitted hands up her body. She was starting to come down from her sexual high. Mr. Black shot her a knowing smile. Slut licked her salty lips, excited at the idea of tasting her former master's delicious cock sometime soon. Master grabbed Slut's leash and pulled her towards the door. She obediently crawled slightly behind him, content to do as she was told. The scene collapsed.
NAME: Slut
HEIGHT: 4"11
WEIGHT: 107 LBS
AGE: 18
IQ: 72. Basic arithmatic and reading are somewhat difficult.
POWERUPS: 1
SEX / PHYSIOLOGY: Biologically female with XX chromosomes and fully female genitalia. Body produces above average levels of female hormones. Unusually fertile. Strong pheromones attracting men and giving her a sweet scent. Hormone altered bartholin and saliva glands that increase oral and vaginal enjoyment for all sexual partners. Perpetual hymen that grows back after every sexual encounter.
PREGNANCY / CHILDREN: Five weeks pregnant. One prior child, Luscious Slut.
HAIR: Long, silky and healthy. Naturally curled golden blond with pink highlights. Frayed and scraggly hanging loosely though partially matted together in pseudo pigtails.
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VOICE: Super high-pitched, seductive and breathy. Very simple vocabulary. Speaks in 'baby talk'. No gag reflex whatsoever.
FACIAL HAIR: None. Smooth and unable to grow hair of any kind.
EYES: Large doe eyed deep-ocean blue, nervous gaze, long, fake eyelashes and thick dark eyeliner. Smokey, dark blue eye shadow causing the eyes to look constantly half lidded. Makeup running due to tears and semen from Darius.
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FACIAL FEATURES: Rounded jaw with thin chin; high rounded cheekbones; small feminine ears; delicate, slightly upturned nose; weak, non-imposing brow; thin, highly angled eyebrows; thin smooth neck; incredibly thick, shiny, bee-stung lips that can hardly close; smooth, weak, flat forehead; layered pink blush covering cheeks and accenting their feminine shape; Mostly straight, white teeth with multi colered braces covering them; permanent makeup. Black eye and distinct hand marks around the neck suggesting abuse of some kind.
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BUILD: Hairless and small feminine torso; thin, hairless arms and legs with virtually no muscle; huge breasts and cartoonishly weak shoulders ; Fat jiggling ass that sticks our provocatively; Wide, flared out, feminine birthing hips made slightly larger by birthing two children; Extremely tight, small stomach with six surgically removed ribs making it even smaller; thick milky thighs that rub together with each step. Skin is sexy sun-kissed bronze all the way around.
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CHEST: Huge Fake looking H cup breasts. Unnaturally gravity defying and circular. Thick and veinous, pierced, dark pink feminine nipples. Over-active mammary glands. Visible surgical scars. Dripping with Darius' cum.
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EXTREMITIES: Thin, delicate, soft hands with long pink, silvery sparkle nails extending over an inch past the finger; Smooth, hairless, delicate, women's size 5 feet with slightly shiny, clear-pink painted, longer nails with shiny little gems on the big toe. Reformed feet, requiring a minimum of 6 inch high heels.
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GENITALS: Wide, deep, hairless, puffy, used vagina which can accommodate even the most well endowed. Intact hymen that grows back after every sexual encounter.
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TATTOOS: Black tribal tattoo in the shape of a womb just above her pubic area. Black tribal heart and star design on the lower back. A broken mirror with "13" beside it on her wrist. A barcode tattoo on her neck.
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PIERCINGS: Diamond studded gold ring and stud pierced clit. Large golden hoops hanging from ears with "BABY" in bold pink studded letters. Silver barbell studs in nipples, keeping them constantly erect.
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OUTFIT: Black latex halter top with holes allowing breasts to poke though. An extremely tight slave collar saying "Daddy's Girl" in silver letters around the neck attached to a leash. Manacles with a short chain attached to both ankles and wrists severely restricting movement. Thick latex gloves that make most handling of objects impossible. Eight inch black latex ballet heels. Nipple chain hanging low.
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SEXUAL PREFERENCE: Is attracted exclusively to men. Will only be submissive in sexual encounters. Specifically attracted to black men. Very high libido. Enjoys having cum on and in her body and clothing. Loves being humiliated sexually and verbally. Likes being locked in light bondage. Loves vaginal and anal sex. Prefers big penises and doesn't get much sexually out of anything less than six or seven inches. Enjoys exhibitionism and public sex. A bit of a masochist, likes being spanked.
PERSONALITY: Submissive, follower, un-willing to take chances, Weak-willed, Lazy especially when it comes to household chores, prefers living in squalor, Is annoyed easily. Often considered 'Bitchy'. Doesn't care much for the rule of law. Has an extensive criminal history including drug, theft and prostitution charges. Has difficulty trusting others and often displays obsessive jealousy in relationships. Not very smart, has trouble learning. Doesn't know how to drive and is afraid to get behind the wheel. Acts like a stereotypical girly-girl including standing, sitting, walking, speaking, writing and holding things. Loves having long nails, is very protective of them. Addicted to sex and is overtly promiscuous with almost every man encountered especially if she hasn't done it in awhile. Has no issue with cheating on somebody in a relationship as long as she doesn't get caught. Incapable of wearing underwear, feels compelled to let others know, generally by showing them. Refuses to wear any clothing not considered slutty or sexy.
ADDICTIONS: Nicotine and sex
FAVORITE COLOR: bright pink.
FINANCIAL / LIFE SITUATION: Has a negative bank balance and heavy debt. Terrible credit with no prospects or knowledge of the financial world. Difficulty with basic arithmatic. Owned completely and in every way by Anthony and Mona Johnson. Legally unable to make any of her own decisions and considered property by all legal and governmental systems. Cannot own or buy anything without pre approval by Anthony or Mona. Extremely unlucky.
EXPERTISE: Vaginal sex, Nascar driver's car numbers, taking care of small children, celebrity gossip, effective strategies to sell the body for sex, Sucking dick, seducing, dirty talk
. I'm drafting up something new once this story is finished. If anybody has any ideas or requests, maybe something that's been rattling around in your brain for awhile let me know. I like incorporating peoples ideas and fantasies into my writing. Feel free to PM me anytime. As usual, thanks for reading!-Laristopa
*Round Ninety Seven*
Annabella appeared in the barn. It didn't smell good or bad, just normal. She realized she must be getting used to the stench. She didn't feel particularly good or bad about that. She was on her hands and knees in the dirty straw and could immediately feel something about herself was very different. She reached up to her face and found what it was. The cow nose and horns given to her by Abel had become real! Her giant cow nose was damp and cold. Her nostrils were huge! Her small horns jutted out through blonde curls while her long cow ears twitched when she touched them. They stuck out like alien antennae. Her hands shook as they ran along her new features. She wasn't sure whether to cry or feel nothing at all. The unconscious twitching of her new ears was completely foreign and the sound of her expanded nostrils inhaling large gulps of air sounded like...like an animal breathing...but that wasn't the only changes. After moving past the initial shock of her bovine face, Annabella noticed the butt plug tail was no longer a plug - it attached directly above her ass cheeks. It was a REAL tail! It was tight and short but it moved with a mind of its own, smacking back and forth across her giant ass. She ran her hands along her ass...it was definitely bigger than before. Her hips were wider and her ass was fatter. She must have looked ridiculous with her meaty, human pussy nestled between these inhuman proportions! Finally, the cow-spotted chaps on her legs had sunk into her skin. Her legs were leathery and cow spotted. They were slightly hairy and meatier than she remembered. As she shuffled across the straw towards a nearby wooden pen, her legs felt insulated and protected. Like a thick layer of skin and fat cut her sensitivity. She reached the side and tried pulling herself upright. The effort intensified her bestial breathing which blended in seamlessly with the other barnyard sounds around her.
Attempting to stand was met swiftly with failure. Not only did she content without her heels, but there was more to her unnatural lower body than just increased size. Her bone structure had shifted so she was more akin to an animal. Her body was no longer perfectly suited for bi-pedal movement and no longer fully human. She managed to stand, heavily pressing against he wall. When she pushed off and tried standing on her own power, she fell on her back with a grunt and a crash. Her leathery, cow spotted legs were pushed straight up to the ceiling. She sat motionless for a few seconds, her tail swished back and forth between her legs. Only by turning to the side could she get back on all fours. It felt much more comfortable to move this way. The dirt and mud from the floor splattered along Annabella's exposed torso. She was really feeling like an animal. She sighed and reached up to ring the cowbell around her neck.
Abel appeared shortly after. He had a smug smile across his face as he laid eyes on Annabella. The second he did so, Annabella's jiggling tits swelled and ached. The veins in them popped out and her nipples darkened. She moaned...which sounded alarmingly like a "moo", as her massive breasts filled with milk.
Abel stepped behind Annabella and chuckled before sharply slapping her giant ass. Annabella yelped but remained motionless.
He walked back into her vision and started, "You're coming along well, Bessie. Have a few more things for you to put on before I let you use my machine."
He procured a pair of leathery cow hooves.
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And a thick golden nose ring.
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He dangled the items in front of Annabella's dripping animal nose. She released a sigh as the pressure in her tits continued to increase. She didn't really have a choice as she nodded her head and accepted the items.
Abel reached down and grabbed Annabella's delicate little hands one at a time. He slipped each into their respective hoof. Annabella realized just how restricted her actions would be without fingers as her arms connected to the ground with a *CLOP*. Though, somehow, the feeling of hooves just felt "right", especially with her warped lower body. It felt strangely natural to have these hooves attached to her arms. Annabella almost wished they were real...Abel opened the ring and secured it to her bestial nose. It wasn't a real piercing...at least, right NOW it wasn't a real piercing. Though Annabella figured the ring, along with her hooves, soon would be.
Abel beckoned for her to move and Annabella started to crawl. The soft *clop* of her front hooves was strangely melodic and Annabella found herself liking the sound and enjoying her leisurely crawl. Her leathery legs scraped along the disgusting floor and her tail flicked back and forth. She slid across a few cow pies and didn't really have a strong reaction, it just added to the muck and dirt already coating her. She was feeling like a dirty animal as much as she was beginning to look, and smell, like one. When she reached her normal pen, Annabella wordlessly positioned her tits above the milker. Abel stepped into the pen with the glass milk basin and shoved something into Annabella's mouth. She began unconsciously chewing a handful of grass as the milking process began. She found her chewing was different. It wasn't normal up-and-down with the slight side-to-side of a normal human. She found her chewing was mostly side-to-side with a little bit of up-and-down. When the process was finished, Abel examined the nearly full jars of milk. He had a devilish smile as he looked down at Annabella who was mindlessly chewing the grass. He wheeled the jar out and the scene began to collapse.
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Annabella appeared in a seedy motel room.
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It was incredibly outdated and stunk with a musty rot. Annabella examined herself and couldn't help but feel a little disappointing. Her grotesquely large, unnatural body was back to its normally extreme proportions. As much as she hated to admit it, being a mindless farm animal was becoming more appealing each time she visited the barn. It was more and more disappointing when she left. Normally she was happy to be back on her feet but there was just something about crawling around in the dirt and grime that felt so RIGHT.
Annabella shook off the feeling and saw she was completely naked except for her heels which were shiny black stilettos. Her silky blond-pink hair was in pig tails set on each side of her head. She was surprised to find no collar around her neck. It had been a long while since her smooth neck wasn't sporting a choker of some sort. As she caressed her neck, Annabella noticed her bar code tattoo was gone! She was momentarily elated before confusion set in. What was going on?
Suddenly, Annabella felt a wave of horrible nausea wrack through her stomach. She stumbled to a nearby trashcan and wretched into it for awhile. When she was finished, Annabella wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She had been through this before. But if she was getting morning sickness again...that slave a few rounds back...oh dear.
Annabella popped a sucker in her mouth and clicked it around her colored braces. The cherry flavor of the lollipop was most welcome; it overtook the awful aftertaste of vomit. She struck an unconscious feminine pose, twireled her hair around her finger, and waited.
A few minutes later, the door to the room opened with a creak. Master strode in and immediately dominated the space. Annabella quickly looked at the ground and adopted a subservient posture. Master was completely nude and his dark skin had a sheen to it in the dim lighting. His monstrous cock flopped around between his powerful, hairy legs. Annabella found herself sneaking peeks at his member. She could smell the strong masculine musk oozing from Master's hunky body. Annabella's own sweet femininity began to waft through the air as she felt a wetness forming between her exposed thighs.
Master's voice was dominating and commanding as he practically stood directly over Annabella and stated, "Slave."
Annabella shrunk down and felt very small. She didn't just feel small - she WAS extremely small compared to the massive bull of a man overpowering her. She suqeaked out around her sucker, "H-hewwo...Master..."
They stood awkwardly close to one another for a few seconds. Annabella wasn't sure what was going to happen, but she wished Master would just grab her and fill her with his dark cock. She was aching for it, her kitty was gushing like a waterfall already. Though she was aroused, Annabella didn't dare move. Master was in charge, she couldn't even imagine making the first move without his direction.
S.A.M. appeared on the bed wearing a fur coat and shades.
Both Master and Annabella listened as the robot spoke, "The contestant will participate in a game of chance. Twenty coins will be flipped. For every heads, there will be one dominant change while every tails will yield a submissive change. After twenty coins have flipped, a prospective buyer will evaluate who is the slave and who is the master. No sex until the last coin in thrown! Good luck."
A silver coin appeared floating in midair. Annabella gulped. Could she really be "unlucky" now? Was that really a thing? She was about to find out...
Master stood back and evaluated the situation. He folded his arms across his torso, puffing out his chest, and waited. Annabella reluctantly turned her uneasy attention to the coin as it flew straight up towards the ceiling before landing on the cheap carpet.
Tails.
Annabella shook her head, not a good start. She coughed as a thin black choker secured itself around her neck. She pulled at it weakly, It was pretty loose and insignificant. No clasp or way to remove it, but it wasn't much of a concern. She shared an uneasy stare with Master who tugged at a thin gold chain now clasped around his neck.
The coin flipped again.
Tails.
Annabella gasped as a solid latex dildo inserted iself into her slick vagina. It was long, thick and veiny. It slipped all the way to the hilt, filling her fully. She felt a sting of pain as the dildo broke through her hymen. A trickle of blood flowed out. Her legs felt weak as she carefully reached to pull it out.
"Don't touch that, Bitch!" Master hollared.
Annabella immediately stopped and stood still, breathing heavily. She noticed Master was wearing a faded pair of blue jeans, obscuring his cock. She could have removed the dildo, but it felt good and Master clearly wanted her to keep it in. It wasn't doing any harm, she elected to keep it riiiight where it was for now.
Flip. Tails.
Cold metal manacles clamped around Annabella's ankles. She could see no clasp. The metal was silver with silver hooks. They fit perfectly around her thin little ankles with barely any give. Meanwhile, Master was now wearing a clean pair of white socks. Annabella shook her legs a few times, the manacles were somewhat restricting but not too bad. Her hair and tits flopped around as she tested her new metal ankle wear.
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The coin soared again flopping onto...tails.
Yeah, she was clearly about to have a bad time. Four in a row was pretty unlikely.
A familiar cold metal rubbed against Annabella's skin, this time near her hands. Manacles matching the metal around her feet now adorned her frail wrists. She twirled her wrists a few times, admiring her intricate, feminine nails. She glanced over to see Master with a single gold ring on his right index finger. The ring was thick and demanded attention. Master admired the ring for a moment before returning his intense gaze back to Annabella. She shuffled, feeling the dildo rolling around inside her.
The coin flopped and landed on...Heads!
Annabella sighed in relief as she heard a gasp from Master. She saw two silver studs gleaming on his dark nipples. He reached up to try and pull the studs out, only to find they had no clasp. He would have to pull them out of his skin. He decided to let them stay for now, though he took a second to weigh his options. A riding crop appeared in Annabella's hands. Holding the stiff piece of leather made her feel powerful. It made her feel in control. She no longer felt it was necessary to call Darius Master.
She pointed the crop at Darius who was still examining his new nipple studs, and cooed, "Just a few mowe wins and you'll be cawwing me misstwiss."
Darius shook his head and focused on the coin.
It flipped. Tails.
Annabella felt a pinch in her nipples and heard a jingle as a chain appeared connecting her nipple piercings. As usual, there was no clasp and the metal chain appeared to be welded onto her piercings. The added weight pulled her tits down slightly but they were still relatively perky. Darius was wearing an expensive looking, purple, silk shirt which he smoothed out across his torso. It covered his nipple piercings but they could still be seen poking through. Annabella rolled the crop between her fingers. She shook her boobs a bit. The chain jingled and tugged on her nipples. Coupled with the dildo, her arousal was starting to climb again.
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The coin bounced onto the carpet and landed tails.
Annabella's heels pressed up. The became extremely tall and she was balancing almost directly on her tip toes. The dark leather climbed up her legs and laced around her hairless calves. The metal manacles clamped around the heels which could be opened with a zipper along the side - that is if there weren't manacles making that impossible!
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Darius now wore a comfortable pair of tennis shoes on his socks. He was now fully clothed with a gold chain and gold ring on his finger. He also had nipple studs poking out of his high quality purple silk shirt. Annabella stood on extremely tall ballerina heels laced up her legs with silver manacles tightly around her ankles and wrists. A silver chain connected her nipple piercings while a plug pushed against her vaginal walls and a thin black choker loosely adorned her neck. She slapped a riding crop between her fingers, invigorating her with strength.
Tails.
Annabella sharply sucked in air as her tiny stomach was cinched further by a dark latex corset. The corset clung tightly to her stomach and began crawling up towards her breasts. The material encircled her tits but did not cover them. Her breasts fit perfectly in latex holes which squeezed them and made them burst out even more. The smooth latex went up and around her shoulders but left her arms bare. It was somewhat easy to move in but made any twisting motions more difficult. Annabella couldn't find a clasp or any way to pull the top off. It would likely need to be cut off. The top stopped at her hips which, beneath the cinched waist, appeared to balloon out even farther. But this was all okay, she could say she's a dominatrix, they wore latex corsets all the time, right? She slapped the crop between her hands. Yeah that could work.
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Around Darius' shirt appeared a fur lined purple coat. It was more of a robe but could be considered a coat. It dropped nearly to the floor and was extremely baggy. He closed the coat and covered his newly sensitive nipples. The coat matched his shirt perfectly.
Tails.
Annabella's choker tightened and she audibly gagged. The choker also thickened. It was much more restrictive to her movement and breathing than before. She shifted her head a few times, trying to get used to the new restriction. Meanwhile, Darius' thin gold chain thickened and became more shiny. It gleamed in the light and he rattled it around a few times. Annabella felt her confidence a bit shaken by the new choker, but clung tightly to her riding crop. She could still be a dominatrix.
Round Ten began.
Tails.
Another black latex dildo appeared and dove right for Annabella's vagina. As it did, the dildo that was already occupying the dripping snatch pulled out and lodged itself in her ass. Annabella fell into the wall and held it for support as both dildos nestled deep inside. Annabella's arousal was starting to get out of control. She was very thankful the dildo that was already wet went to her ass. The intrusion in her ass was painful enough WITH her natural lube. Again, she could have removed the plugs but...It felt really good and she could always remove both before the end of the round; before the evaluations. Darius' jeans turned to purple silk. His manly bulge was visible through his pants. Annabella's mouth watered as she stared at it while rubbing her thights together.
After ten rounds she was down 1-9. But this could still be salvaged, she just had to say she is a dominatrix. She twirled the crop around. If she could get one win and something significant happened to Darius she had a shot. She also had to cross her fingers and hope to avoid any super obvious changes. Manacles could be explained as...maybe ascetic or armor or something and the collar could be a...a kinky accessory maybe? Yeah so far its all explainable.
Heads!
Annabella's makeup began to shift. It no longer looked amateur and low quality. Now gracing her features was professional handiwork in bold colors. She looked intimidating and mysterious - well as intimidating and mysterious as her innocent brace-face could be. She felt a surge of confidence again. Darius yelped as his body shrank all over. His clothing shrank with him but he was definitely shorter overall. He was probably only around 5"8, just an inch or two taller than Annabella with her heels on! Darius looked extremely angry and started walking towards Annabella. She flicked the riding crop in his direction, causing him to stop. Stop and...back down? He looked scared for a second. The tide was beginning to turn.
Tails.
Another cold metal object pressed against her skin. This time, around her privates. Annabella hurriedly reached down and tried to pull the plugs out, but it was too late. A shiny, silver, solid chastity belt gleamed over her genitals. There was a lock in the front but otherwise she couldn't move it at all. The plugs inside her were trapped! The futility of it all made it even more exciting as she tried wedging her fingers under the cold metal. Her supple flesh gave way a bit, but it was futile. This...she could work with this. She just needed to win a few wins to get some clothing. Darius still appeared very upset by his size reduction but admired a new gold and diamond studded dollar sign belt buckle. It was obnoxiously big and shiny.
Tails.
Annabella felt herself needing to yawn suddenly. She opened her mouth wide and inhaled. As she did, a leather ring gag secured itself around her head and nestled into her mouth. She was in the middle of a great yawn and couldn't close her mouth in time to stop it! She tried spitting it out, pulling it out and unclasping it but to no avail. It kept her perfectly painted, fat pillow lips constantly agape. A trickle of drool dripped down her chin. The ring was large enough for a decent sized cock to slide inside with no resistance. Darius smiled widely revealing a solid gold grill lining his teeth. She needed to find something sharp...something to cut this leather strap and get the ring gag off. If she found some scissors or a knife...maybe she could pick the lock on some of these bondage items. Annabella scouted around the room, spotting a few drawers and cabinets that were worth exploring. She had to try something.
While she reached for the first drawer with her hand tightly clutching the riding crop, the coin landed tails.
Annabella dropped the crop and her hands were quickly enveloped by thick latex gloves. They were like tight oven mitts. She couldn't manipulate her fingers! Her metal manacles shut tightly around her wrists holding the gloves in place. No matter how she tugged she couldn't get them loose. She made muffled moaning and groaning sounds around her gag as she pulled and pulled with no result.
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She tried to open the drawer but couldn't grasp the handle. Annabella felt tears in her eyes as she kicked the dresser and grunted in frustration. Meanwhile, Darius stepped towards her.
Darius made a beeline for the fallen riding crop. Annabella dove for it when she realized what he was doing. But Darius was too fast. The second his fingers closed around the crop it transformed into a sceptor. Was it a...pimp cane?
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Annabella felt her confident demeanor shatter, replaced by an oppressive pressure emanating from Master's newest tool. She felt instantly subservient to Master's will.
"What do you say now, Bitch?" Master croaked.
Annabella stared at the ground, unable to speak while drool slipped down her chin.
Another coin toss came up tails.
Annabella heard another jingle. She looked down, over her protruding tits to see a short chain connecting the manacles on her feet together. She was not giving up though! She took small, mincing steps in her chained, ballerina heels toward a nearby cabinet. She abandoned the drawer, she just didn't have the dexterity to open the drawer. The cabinet, however, she may have been able to open that, even with her hands the way they were. Master flicked several new, big gold rings adorning his fingers.
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Annabella slowly made her way next to the large wooden cabinet. Master watched her with a mocking grin, he was letting her try. Each step shook the plugs wedged all the way up her holes causing her to wince through the ring gag. He stepped just behind her, holding up his pimp cane as she struggled.
The coin flipped. Tails.
She grabbed at the handle on the cabinet and just started opening it when she felt a burning pain in her calves. Annabella fell to the floor while grunting in pain. The second she was on the floor the pain ceased. She was on her knees resting against Master's leg in his puffy purple pimp coat. She grabbed at his leg and tried pulling herself up. The second she started standing, however, the pain began to escalate. She dropped back down onto her knees. Annaballea flicked Master's coat away, seeing his comfortable sneakers had become gold and expensive looking. She crawled to the cabinet and got high on her knees, pulling at the handle again carefully with her mitts.
Tails.
Annabella's hands reached for her neck as she felt the strong sensation of choking! The collar there grew even tighter. It now read, "Little Slut" in bold silver letters. A large D ring in the back was the only source of room and it dug slightly into her skin. She pulled uselessly at the collar, moaning in frustration. A torrent of fluid gushed from both her mouth and pussy. Annabella looked back at Master who silently stood next to her, a large gold and diamond money sign hung around his neck, joined by his thick gold chain already there. It was his flashiest jewelry yet and demanded attention.
Annabella sat on her butt and cried. She rested her back against the wooden cabinet. She reached one shaky, gloved hand towards the handle.
Tails.
Her hand stopped short and was pulled back down towards her other hand which rested on her thigh. A short silver chain connected the manacles on her wrists. There was no clasp of any kind. Master was now weaing a wide brimmed purple hat with a feather in it.
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His gaze was darkened as he watched her beneath the hat.
She stared down at her shackled mitts. It was the principle of the thing now, she struggled against the cabinet to a high kneeling position, facing the cabinet. She reached both her hands at the same time towards the handle. She got her hands around the handle and began to pull.
Tails.
Annabella was knocked to the floor. A blow directly to her face felt like she had been hit with a sledgehammer. She howled in pain. But before she could recover a constriction began around her neck again. She felt like she was being suffocated. She was choking! It was like the collar had tightened again only worse. She cried and gasped, kicking her legs helplessly into the air, desperate to fill her lungs. She frantically looked to Master who was sporting a brand name pair of golden sunglasses. He hadn't moved, he wasn't doing anything to her. She lost air completely, feeling light headed and seeing lights swirling in her eyes as the struggling slowed. The world began to fade out. Then, as suddenly as it started, the choking feeling stopped and only the collar's tightness remained. Annabella coughed deeply and sucked in air like her life depended on it. It was difficult breathing through the gag, but she managed. A sharp stinging pain in her head, face and neck continued as hot tears rolled down her cheeks.
In the distance she heard the final coin clap on the floor. Tails.
Annabella's crumpled, defeated body was dragged by an invisible force til she was kneeling at his feet. A purple leash appeared in his hand and it connected to the D ring on the back of Annabella's collar. Master reached forward and opened the cabinet. It swung silently open. Inside was just a large mirror. Annabella and Master both looked at themselves in the glass.
Master appeared slightly smaller than before but he was decked out like a stereotypical pimp. Flashy rings, gold grill various assorted jewelry, purple silk clothes and furry coat complete with a wide brimmed hat. He wore expensive shoes and carried a cane. His demeanor, stance and general confidence was high and he was clearly in control of the situation. He held a purple leash which was connected to a much different creature.
Totally chained and helpless. Feet, hands, chest, collar. She was small and frail enough where even without bondage she wouldn't be much of a handful for anybody, let along locked in multiple restrictions. Her innocent, young face and neck were marred with bruises and marks consistent with a stereotypical pimp/ho relationship. A deep black eye and clear hand prints around her neck. The girl's makeup was once beautiful, but now ran with her tears. Mascara ran down her face, which was flush with arousal, and her lipstick was smudged. She looked complexly defeated and broken, an absolute shell of a woman. Her enormous, surgically enhanced tits pressed up and out of a latex top so tight it should be impossible. A shiny chastity belt gave somebody else control of her sexuality while chains restricted her movement. The mitts took away her ability to do most things while the ring gag removed her ability to communicate. The strong smell of female arousal permeated the girl and a puddle of feminine cum oozed between her legs. She was being lead on a leash which she did not have the strength to escape, putting her at the mercy of whoever held it. Overall, she was the most helpless creature Annabella had ever laid eyes on - and she was looking at herself!
"Now to complete the look." Master growled.
He opened his coat and pulled his silk pants down slightly. Much to Annabella's relief, his cock was still 100% even though he'd lost some height.
"Suck me, Ho." He commanded while holding his cane up menacingly.
Annabella pressed herself upright to a high knee. She was positioned directly in front of Master's hardening member. She pulled her head forward and glided his cock inside the ring gag. Her lips were so puffy that they provided a bit of heat, wetness and suction but her tongue would have to do most of the work. She slowly worked him inside and out at a reasonable pace. That didn't last long, however, as Master grabbed hold of her blond-pink pigtails, using them as handlebars. He pulled her back and forther over his cock, her tongue trying to keep up but he continuously slammed her faster and faster. Soon, Annabella was just holding on for dear life. With each thrust, he pressed her nose into his pubic hair which agitated her injruies giving her a stinging pain in her face. Her hand reached down towards her hungering kitty but she couldn't reach it through the belt. The incredible pace picked up further and Master was enjoying himself, though he clearly didn't take Annabella's happiness or comfort into account at all. Annabella's tits bounced wildly causing the chain connecting them to jingle and tug on her nipples. As Master continued, he was pulling so hard on her pigtails that strands of hair were being ripped from her scalp. Master removed the bands keeping the pigtails together. Her frayed, damaged hair fluttered around her head wildly. Master pushed his penis all the way into her mouth and down her throat. Annabella didn't gag but she needed air after a few seconds as her breathing rate had increased so much due to arousal and lack of oxygen. She she tried to pull off him, Master grabbed her leash tightly and held her head down. When she was about to pass out again, he sloshed himself out of her mouth and grunted. Annabella looked up to Master and waited for his finish, knowing her own arousal wouldn't be sated. He jacked himself off feverishly, his cock pointed directly at her face.
Seconds later, he grunted one last time and exploded with ropes of thick cum splattering all across her innocent face. As soon as the first rope of Darius' seed touched Annabella's skin, two things happened. First, she felt another burning sensation in the side of her neck. The bar code tattoo normally on her wrist appeared, instead, directly on her neck. Secondly, she felt like there was a second cum shot on her tits which dried shortly after, leaving a crusty stain on her breasts like she had given somebody a titty fuck. Spurt after spurt of cum coated her bruised visage from Master's shuttering cock. He held the leash and the back of her head tightly, causing moderate discomfort for Annabella as his orgasm began to abate. He squeezed the last few drops onto her eyes which already had thick wads running along them. She had no way to rub them or clean the semen away so she kept them mostly closed.
Drops of seed slipped into her open mouth which started to become sore. Master carefully returned his softening cock into his pants then walked back towards the mirror, pulling Annabella's leash and ushering her towards it. He grabbed a fistful of loose hair, being sure to avoid touching his own semen, and forced her forward to look at herself another time. If she thought the creature in the mirror was pitiful before it had gotten even worse. She could only barely see through one eye, but she could see the bar code tattoo was just above her collared leash and was slightly larger than before. It would be very difficult for somebody to miss it the second they looked at her. As far as her face went, it was plastered in cum. She really did look like a pleasure slave or young prostitute in way over her head.
After staring at herself for a few seconds, Master chimed in, "That's what you are, little girl. You a dirty fuckin' 'ho." He paused for a few seconds, thinking, before continuing, "Nah, you ain't even a 'ho, you less than a 'ho. You a piece of property. A commodity. I'm done with you."
The door to the motel opened and in stepped a familiar looking black man. It was Mr. Johnson and his wife, Mrs. Johnson. Mr. Johnson was a giant black bull of a man. In his forties with slabs of muscle all across his body. Annabella was also familiar with his big cock...Mrs. Johnson was a pretty dark haired white lady in her early thirties with respectable breasts.
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Mrs. Johnson looked down at Annabella in disgust. Mr. Johnson, on the other hand, barely regarded her, instead focusing on Master. Master released Annabella's hair and shook hands with Mr. Johnson.
Mr. Johnson started first, "You lookin' small, Darius. What happened? Didn't know you were going all in on the 'pimp' thing either."
Master responded with a grin, "It's a temporary setback. And I been pimpin' all my life, Anthony, I Just had to get the right ho's. Anyway, this is the one I was telling you about."
He pointed to Annabella who remained on the floor motionless, rivulets of semen slowly dripped down her face and onto her breasts which were already coated.
Mr. Johnson motioned for his wife who carefully shuffled towards him. When she stepped into the light it was obvious she was far along in pregnancy. She glanced down at Annabella, the clear disgust on her face continually evident. Her voice was rather forceful and in an alto pitch as she said, "Did you have to soil it like that, Darius?"
"I'm sorry, Mona, had to sample the product one more time."
Mr. Johnson cleared his throat, "Is it just as we requested?"
Master reached into his coat and procured a small box. He showed it to both guests before tearing it open. Out of the package he obtained what appeared to be a nail file maybe? He stepped back towards Annabella til he was standing directly over her. She simply didn't have the energy or resolve to do anything but sit passively.
Master unlocked the Chasity belt with a small silver key and pulled it away with a *Squealch* as the metal was covered in fluid. He pushed the file into Annabella's mitted hands. She could barely hold onto the object which she could now see was a disposable pregnancy test.
"Crouch down and piss on the stick, Bitch." Master ordered.
Annabella struggled into a kneeling position. Her eyes were still plastered shut, but move cum dripped away with each passing second. Once she got onto her knees, she opened her legs which were hot and sticky. As she did, Annabella let out a surprised moan as both the dildo in her vagina and ass slipped out with a double *Squealch* and dropped to the carpet.
Mrs. Johnson made a gagging noise and chided,"What a disgusting creature."
Annabella carefully maneuvered the test between her legs and looked up. All three people in the room were staring directly at her. Her tits were hanging out, she was secured in bondage, her hair was a mess and multiple toys had just slipped out of her cavernous holes. She was black and blue and covered in semen. Much different from the well dressed, classy woman deriding her, ready to watch her pee like an animal. Annabella took a deep breath and pushed. It started as a thin stream but as she relaxed her bladder a torrent of yellow piss sprayed all over the floor. The stream was wild and uncontrollable but she managed to properly cover the test. When she was done she reached the test towards Darius who furrowed his brow, disgusted, but he accepted the test anyway. Annabella's mitts were covered in piss and she found herself sitting in her own fluid. The rancid stench of piss permeated her and mixed with the scent of her continued arousal. Now that the belt was off, she could finally try getting herself off. Annabella did her best to grab one of the dildos, unsure if it was the one in her ass or pussy. At this point, she smelled and felt like a port-o-potty anyway, so what was the difference?
While she struggled with the dildo, Master took the test, examined it, and smiled. He showed it to Mr. and Mrs. Johnson who nodded their heads.
"And this isn't its first?" Mr. Johnson asked.
"No, it's had two prior offspring. Only one made it though. Doctor complication, it's been dealt with, I assure you."
"And the other child?" Mrs. Johnson inquired.
"With me. Can be part of the deal if you want. It's a female, still a baby." Master replied.
Annabella tried placing the dildo face up on the floor and riding it, but that didn't quite work. She sat back in the soaking wet carpet and held the dildo between her mitted hands. She worked it into her cunt, riding the dildo as satisfyingly as she could. The conversation around her didn't interest her in the slightest. She just wanted to feel something good after all the bad.
Mrs. Johnson thought for a few seconds. "Nah, we don't need to pay more for a baby. We can just breed our own. Keep the child. Make it your new main attraction."
Mr. Johnson rubbed his chin and examined Annabella before extending his hand, "Alright, we'll take it. I'll do the agreed upon price. Does it have a name?"
Master turned and watched Annabella with disgust as she began orgasming in her own filth, "Annabella Slut, but you can call it whatever you want."
The men shook hands and Annabella felt a jolt in the back of her head, but paid it no mind as she convulsed in blissful orgasm.
Master smiled and turned to Mistress, "What do you want to call it?"
Mistress thought for a second and replied, "Annabella is far too sophisticated for a creature such as this. I think just 'Slut' will suffice."
Slut rubbed her mitted hands up her body. She was starting to come down from her sexual high. Mr. Black shot her a knowing smile. Slut licked her salty lips, excited at the idea of tasting her former master's delicious cock sometime soon. Master grabbed Slut's leash and pulled her towards the door. She obediently crawled slightly behind him, content to do as she was told. The scene collapsed.
NAME: Slut
HEIGHT: 4"11
WEIGHT: 107 LBS
AGE: 18
IQ: 72. Basic arithmatic and reading are somewhat difficult.
POWERUPS: 1
SEX / PHYSIOLOGY: Biologically female with XX chromosomes and fully female genitalia. Body produces above average levels of female hormones. Unusually fertile. Strong pheromones attracting men and giving her a sweet scent. Hormone altered bartholin and saliva glands that increase oral and vaginal enjoyment for all sexual partners. Perpetual hymen that grows back after every sexual encounter.
PREGNANCY / CHILDREN: Five weeks pregnant. One prior child, Luscious Slut.
HAIR: Long, silky and healthy. Naturally curled golden blond with pink highlights. Frayed and scraggly hanging loosely though partially matted together in pseudo pigtails.
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VOICE: Super high-pitched, seductive and breathy. Very simple vocabulary. Speaks in 'baby talk'. No gag reflex whatsoever.
FACIAL HAIR: None. Smooth and unable to grow hair of any kind.
EYES: Large doe eyed deep-ocean blue, nervous gaze, long, fake eyelashes and thick dark eyeliner. Smokey, dark blue eye shadow causing the eyes to look constantly half lidded. Makeup running due to tears and semen from Darius.
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FACIAL FEATURES: Rounded jaw with thin chin; high rounded cheekbones; small feminine ears; delicate, slightly upturned nose; weak, non-imposing brow; thin, highly angled eyebrows; thin smooth neck; incredibly thick, shiny, bee-stung lips that can hardly close; smooth, weak, flat forehead; layered pink blush covering cheeks and accenting their feminine shape; Mostly straight, white teeth with multi colered braces covering them; permanent makeup. Black eye and distinct hand marks around the neck suggesting abuse of some kind.
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BUILD: Hairless and small feminine torso; thin, hairless arms and legs with virtually no muscle; huge breasts and cartoonishly weak shoulders ; Fat jiggling ass that sticks our provocatively; Wide, flared out, feminine birthing hips made slightly larger by birthing two children; Extremely tight, small stomach with six surgically removed ribs making it even smaller; thick milky thighs that rub together with each step. Skin is sexy sun-kissed bronze all the way around.
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CHEST: Huge Fake looking H cup breasts. Unnaturally gravity defying and circular. Thick and veinous, pierced, dark pink feminine nipples. Over-active mammary glands. Visible surgical scars. Dripping with Darius' cum.
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EXTREMITIES: Thin, delicate, soft hands with long pink, silvery sparkle nails extending over an inch past the finger; Smooth, hairless, delicate, women's size 5 feet with slightly shiny, clear-pink painted, longer nails with shiny little gems on the big toe. Reformed feet, requiring a minimum of 6 inch high heels.
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GENITALS: Wide, deep, hairless, puffy, used vagina which can accommodate even the most well endowed. Intact hymen that grows back after every sexual encounter.
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TATTOOS: Black tribal tattoo in the shape of a womb just above her pubic area. Black tribal heart and star design on the lower back. A broken mirror with "13" beside it on her wrist. A barcode tattoo on her neck.
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PIERCINGS: Diamond studded gold ring and stud pierced clit. Large golden hoops hanging from ears with "BABY" in bold pink studded letters. Silver barbell studs in nipples, keeping them constantly erect.
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OUTFIT: Black latex halter top with holes allowing breasts to poke though. An extremely tight slave collar saying "Daddy's Girl" in silver letters around the neck attached to a leash. Manacles with a short chain attached to both ankles and wrists severely restricting movement. Thick latex gloves that make most handling of objects impossible. Eight inch black latex ballet heels. Nipple chain hanging low.
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SEXUAL PREFERENCE: Is attracted exclusively to men. Will only be submissive in sexual encounters. Specifically attracted to black men. Very high libido. Enjoys having cum on and in her body and clothing. Loves being humiliated sexually and verbally. Likes being locked in light bondage. Loves vaginal and anal sex. Prefers big penises and doesn't get much sexually out of anything less than six or seven inches. Enjoys exhibitionism and public sex. A bit of a masochist, likes being spanked.
PERSONALITY: Submissive, follower, un-willing to take chances, Weak-willed, Lazy especially when it comes to household chores, prefers living in squalor, Is annoyed easily. Often considered 'Bitchy'. Doesn't care much for the rule of law. Has an extensive criminal history including drug, theft and prostitution charges. Has difficulty trusting others and often displays obsessive jealousy in relationships. Not very smart, has trouble learning. Doesn't know how to drive and is afraid to get behind the wheel. Acts like a stereotypical girly-girl including standing, sitting, walking, speaking, writing and holding things. Loves having long nails, is very protective of them. Addicted to sex and is overtly promiscuous with almost every man encountered especially if she hasn't done it in awhile. Has no issue with cheating on somebody in a relationship as long as she doesn't get caught. Incapable of wearing underwear, feels compelled to let others know, generally by showing them. Refuses to wear any clothing not considered slutty or sexy.
ADDICTIONS: Nicotine and sex
FAVORITE COLOR: bright pink.
FINANCIAL / LIFE SITUATION: Has a negative bank balance and heavy debt. Terrible credit with no prospects or knowledge of the financial world. Difficulty with basic arithmatic. Owned completely and in every way by Anthony and Mona Johnson. Legally unable to make any of her own decisions and considered property by all legal and governmental systems. Cannot own or buy anything without pre approval by Anthony or Mona. Extremely unlucky.
EXPERTISE: Vaginal sex, Nascar driver's car numbers, taking care of small children, celebrity gossip, effective strategies to sell the body for sex, Sucking dick, seducing, dirty talk
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Re: Doctor Grungot's Exchange Extravaganza! (M2F, Slow, Swap
by Blakes7th » Wed Oct 23, 2019 6:10 am
Fantastic installment, I'm really enjoying the tangential cow tf at the beginning of each post. I'm confused by one thing, though.... do normal people not lose 18 coin flips out of 20?
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Re: Doctor Grungot's Exchange Extravaganza! (M2F, Slow, Swap
by laristopa » Wed Oct 23, 2019 11:36 am
Blakes7th wrote:Fantastic installment, I'm really enjoying the tangential cow tf at the beginning of each post. I'm confused by one thing, though.... do normal people not lose 18 coin flips out of 20?
Nope, totally normal!
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Re: Doctor Grungot's Exchange Extravaganza! (M2F, Slow, Swap
by Junketh71 » Wed Oct 30, 2019 2:26 pm
This continues to be very exciting: thanks for sharing!
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Re: Doctor Grungot's Exchange Extravaganza! (M2F, Slow, Swap
by laristopa » Wed Nov 13, 2019 3:51 pm
*Round Ninety Eight*
Slut appeared in the barn. More specifically, she appeared directly in her pen. Immediately upon gaining her senses she knew something was very, very wrong with her body. Down on all fours, she attempted to take stock of her situation. The first thing she noticed was her belly which had expanded wildly. It stuck out unnaturally and hung down towards the floor. Not surprisingly, the fake hooves provided by Abel had become real. She had HOOVES. It felt like her arms had grown shorter as well. Slut attempted to lift up her hooves examine her arms, but found herself shaky and unable to stay upright without all four limbs touching the ground. Slut's body was clearly no longer meant to be on two legs.
Her feet had followed suit, becoming hooves as well. She could also feel her legs were shorter. She was standing on all fours, with her stomach hanging down; but it didn't feel uncomfortable. She also wasn't on her knees - if she even had traditional human knees anymore. Nope, all four hooves stood firm on the filthy, straw floor. Slut's tail whipped and flicked around with a mind of its own atop her ever fatter ass. The leathery, cow spotted and slightly hairy appearance of her legs had crept up even farther. Her entire lower half was almost totally cow-like. Her elongated, wet, bovine nose dripped onto the dirty straw in her pen, while her long ears twitched near her little horns and long blonde-pink hair. The thick, gold ring in her nose hung down in front of her mouth. Slut craned her neck to her protruding belly and saw a second set of breasts beneath the mammoth ones she was used to. These new tits were small but incredibly sensitive. She continued craning her neck, trying to get a good glimpse. She was definitely closer to cow than woman now.
The door to the pen opened and Abel stepped in. He stepped directly in front of slut and crouched down til he was meeting her eye to eye.
Abel smiled and mused, "Hello there, Bessie. I see you're coming along nicely. You'll be the best milk cow in no time."
"Why are you doing this to me?" Slut's animalistic breathing intensified as fear and emotion began gripping her.
Abel reached out and patted Slut who was officially beginning to freak out. Her humanity was being stripped away by this...lunatic!
"I'm just helping you live happily ever after. You were meant to become my cow. In fact, a DNA test of you right now would likely reveal that you are, in fact, more animal than woman." Abel watched in amusement as Slut shifted uncomfortably. "Tell you what," Abel started, "If you stand up and tell me your name, proving you still have some humanity; I'll change you back."
"You pwomise?" Slut asked cautiously.
Abel nodded and took a step back, giving Slut ample room to maneuver. She glanced around the pen for a few seconds before approaching the far side. Each step was a loud *clop* that was very clearly not human. She found her movements were very different than she was used to. It was like having four legs instead of two and figuring out how to make them work together. She also felt so heavy, like she was crawling around with a weighted vest of some kind. A constant reminder that her body was no longer her own. Though, even with these restrictions, she got the hang of her newly augmented movement and quickly clopped her way over. When she reached the edge, she saw Abel standing close by with a bemused expression. He certainly didn't think Slut would be successful as he could see her body wasn't built to do what she was attempting to do. Slut thought about it, all she had to accomplish was get her hooves over the side of the pen so she was on her back legs only. Then all she had to do was say, "My name is Slut." She just had to get the right push from her front legs to hook onto the side of the pen. Easy enough. Slut took a deep breath and put all her effort into pushing her front legs up. She shot towards the side and caught her hooves around it! She shakily walked her back legs forward and held on for dear life with her front ones. It was incredibly awkward and felt terrible with burning and stretching sensations all across her body; but she was somewhat upright!
She took a breath and spoke, "My name is-"
Abel stuffed a handful of hay into her mouth. Slut nearly choked on it but started chewing almost immediately. She prepared to try speaking a second time but for some reason she was focused on the food in her mouth. Both sets of legs shook and struggled while she enjoyed the hay. Slut knew she couldn't hold on much longer. She shook her head and tried to focus.
Between bites she spoke, "My nam-ooo-".
Midway through the sentence, her tongue tingled. It elongated and thickened in her mouth causing her sentence to turn into a moo. She chewed the hay and flicked her new tongue around. It was powerful and perfectly capable of handling a large amount of food. Food that was never meant for human consumption. It completely filled her mouth and felt alien and out of place.
She flicked it to the side and prepared for one final try - her last attempt to be human was a great, desperate bellow, "MY NAME IS--MOO!"
The moo that escaped her lips initially sounded like a human imitating a cow. A good imitation, no doubt: but an imitation nonetheless. As her face began to tingle and change, and the sound continued, the humanity in her voice faded. Her mouth pushed forward and fused with her huge bovine nose. Her face elongated which changed the pitch and tenor of her increasingly animalistic cry. With each passing second the sound slipped further and further away from humanity. Finally, her face was finished shifting and her sound simply added to the other animals around her. Her large tongue felt perfectly suited for her mouth. Her face was that of a cow except for the color and texture. Also her eyes were piercing blue and she had long blonde-pink hair. But, otherwise, she looked like a beast. Slut opened her bestial mouth, attempting to speak, but found that only animal screeching and moo's came back. She could form the words in her head but her new equipment was capable of translating it to words. She couldn't speak anymore! Slut finally let herself drop back onto all fours, continuing to chew the hay. She had given up, that was her last chance. She was more comfortable on all fours anyway. At the moment of forfeit, as her front legs clopped back onto the floor, a searing, burning pain erupted from her ass. She let out a horrified, bestial screech and retreated to the corner. She turned to see Abel holding a red hot branding rod. He had a wicked, maniacal grin spread across his face.
"Why the long face?" Abel erupted into derisive laughter. "No more fake tattoos for you, Bessie! Now get to the work!"
As Abel spoke, Slut felt her breasts expand and swell with milk. She bellowed a pained moo. Despite the burning pain in her leathery ass, she desperately shuffled towards the holes in the pen. Her pressurized breasts were much more painful than the brand and she craved the relief that only the milking apparatus could provide. The machine scanned her newly applied brand and all four of her breasts pressed into the holes. The sucking was more intense than ever as her newest set of breasts could hardly handle the abuse. She released multiple barnyard moans of both pleasure and pain. Her animal cries conformed and melded perfectly with the other animals around her. When it was finished, Slut collapsed onto the floor, completely exhausted both physically and mentally. She was afraid and excited for what came next. Was this where she belonged? She felt a craving inside. She thought about sucking a on a lollipop but quickly realized two things. One: it would be impossible for her to handle a lollipop in her current condition. Two: the craving she felt wasn't for nicotine...it was a craving to be milked again. The scene collapsed.
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Slut appeared on all fours. The ground was cold, slightly dirty and hard. She pictured herself as a simple cow, waiting for her next meal and next chance to be milked. She would stomp around the pasture with all the other cows and...
Slut stood up. She gasped for air as tears welled up in her eyes. What was happening to her? Did she truly want to be a...be an animal? So many conflicting thoughts and feelings raced through her mind while she procured a lollipop and began to suck it. The sweet nicotine calmed her nerves a bit, though she still felt on edge.
The room was dimly lit by a light source she couldn't quite find. Slut could see she was on the set of an old school game show. Looming on the far wall was a large board surrounded by tiny light bulbs. The floor was cheap dark green carpet. It stretched outwards in a circle, ending at an ominous red curtain which surrounded it. The curtain continued up up up and out of sight into swirling darkness. Slut felt uneasy, like a prisoner who was trapped in a circular cage. A circular cage made of musty, old red curtain. For whatever reason, the curtain was intimidating. Like she would be dragged away by some unknown force is she approached it.
Slut wore a strapless red dress. It covered more than she was used to, namely the majority of her thighs. It was ruffled on the bottom, giving her a small and rare modicum of modesty. The waist was cinched in the middle while her breasts nearly spilled over the top and her cleavage was deep and on full display. She stood on seven inch black stiletto heels and her blond-pink hair was in pigtails. She licked her lips and tasted cheap makeup. It seemed her amateur look had returned. The sucker clicked around her braces and she flicked her long pigtails back and forth. Around her neck was a black and red slave collar with a silver ring on the front.
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As she waited, Slut felt a sudden wetness on her neck. Pools of semen splattered just below her collar. It looked as though a male sexual partner had given her a pearl necklace after a titty fuck. The rivulets of cum dripped for a second before drying. It wasn't completely obvious, especially in the dim lighting, but if you looked really close you could just make out a decent sized cum stain across her front. As Slut moved to wipe it away, she felt an overwhelming wave of nausea sweep over her. Slut nearly doubled over and clutched her delicate fingers around her belly. She dropped to her knees and squeezed her eyes shut, focusing on her breathing. Slut had been through this momentary sickness before; she could handle this. Considering there was nowhere to throw up, she was going to have to tough it out.
But as she pushed herself to breath in. breath out. breath in. breath out. Breath in. Brea- she tilted her head to the side and explosively vomited all over the floor. Slut coughed a few times, took a deep breath and collected herself before rising to her feet. She wiped her mouth and popped in another lollipop which instantly began masking the awful taste. The mess was sucked into the floor, much to her relief. She totally forgot about the crusty stain just below her neck.
Three people appeared in the circle. The first, directly next to her, was Liam. His hulking mass of manliness towered over her. He had a warm smile spread across his hyper masculine face. His head was bald and his beard was long and thick. He wore a loose, red basketball jersey over his barrel chest. His bulging, hairy arms were bare and Slut couldn't help but sneak peeks at them. Beneath his loose jersey were red basketball shorts which were also very loose. The color of his clothes matched Slut's dress. The shorts obscured his impressive package. A package that Slut was very familiar with at this point. His tree-trunk legs were covered in dark hair and he stood in comfortable black tennis shoes. Though Slut was wearing seven inch heels her eyes barely met the top of his chest.
Second to appear was Danielle. She was on the opposite end of the circle. As per usual, Danielle looked completely different from last time. She had lost nearly all the excess weight from before. Her dark hair was collected in a neat ponytail. Her forty something features were tastefully made up giving her a sophisticated look; complete with modern, black rimmed glasses. Her figure was definitely on the curvy side. She had a little extra padding in her breast, butt, thighs, ass and stomach. But, despite her increased size, Danielle's proportions didn't hold a candle to any of Slut's ridiculous assets. Holding her curves together was her signature blue pants suit. The skirt went just below her knees and the suit blazer covered her arms. She stood on professional, closed toe five inch heels. Her gaze was confident and determined. She was a few inches taller than Slut even though her heels were shorter. Overall, she looked like a milf. Slightly overweight with the barest hint of double chin but, really, very well put together.
The third and final person to appear was Anderson. It was bizarre, last time Slut saw him he had just transferred his baby speech to her. Last time he was smaller with long brown hair and much more effeminate. The man that stood near Danielle, however, was back to his former glory. Many of his features mirrored those of Liam. It was freaky! Their size, intimidating presence and general manliness were nearly identical. Though, there were some differences. Namely, Anderson was noticeably older than Liam. He had sharper, more weathered features and his beard had the smallest wisp of gray in it. He wore a full blue suit that matched the color of Danielle's outfit. He exuded an aura of power and wisdom. He looked around the room thoughtfully. Slut located a noticeable bulge in his suit pants. She felt excited! His cock, which she was familiar with, looked to be totally intact!
Liam spoke first, his youthful, deep voice was filled with genuine warmth, "Hey, Annabelle, I see you had your baby. Congratulations!"
Slut cocked her head to the side, noticing Liam was speaking to her. Did he not remember her name?
Slut responded in her breathy, high pitch, "Uhm...yes I had my baby, fank you for wemembewing. M-my name is Swut if you don't wemember..."
Now Liam cocked his head to the side, shooting her a confused, if not concerned look, "Oh...uh, yeah, okay. Sorry about that. Are you...doing okay? Just a few more rounds until...well...The Finale."
Slut smiled up with her colorful braces, "Yes, I'm VEWY excited! I'm just fine fank you!"
Liam continued his concerned stare for a few seconds before opening his mouth to ask something else. As he did, however, Danielle interrupted him with her cold, commanding alto voice, "Come on now, Mel, stop wasting everybody's time. Let's just get this shit over with."
Liam turned his attention to Danielle and asked with biting sarcasm, "Well, well, well, if it isn't the Doctors favorite torture device. How's show business?"
Danielle's slightly puffy face grew angry and her cold voice grew even colder, "You're a prick, Mel." Danielle's gaze turned towards Slut who was clearly unable to follow their conversation, focused instead on twirling her floppy pigtails, "This ones hopeless anyway. Not that I give a shit, honestly."
Liam sighed, then nodded before offering with a shrug, "You never know. At least one day I'll get to 'retire' from the show. Unlike some."
"But until then," Danielle scoffed while watching Slut, "This ones hopeless anyway."
Danielle turned and looked up at Anderson. "And who might you be?"
Anderson adjusted his thick rimmed spectacles before responding, his voice deep and thoughtful, "My name is Anderson Johannson. It's a pleasure to meet you; Danielle is it?" Anderson extended his hand, which Danielle shook.
Danielle's gaze shifted back and forth between Anderson and Slut. Her grin expanded with each shift.
Danielle released Anderson's hand and directed her speech to Slut, breaking her of the hair twirling distraction, "Boy, the Doctor did a number on you, didn't he? You must have really pissed him off."
Slut didn't understand what Danielle meant.
S.A.M. appeared between the two groups. Immediately the demeanor of each contestant changed. Liam's warm expression hardened and his concerned stare at Slut turned to one filled with lust. Danielle blinked a few times before baring her teeth at Slut and releasing an intimidating growl. Anderson's thoughtful expression turned to determination as he watched the tiny robot.
S.A.M. spoke in his monotone voice, "Contestants will partner up and perform several mini-challenges. The object of the game is to avoid vaginal sex. Unless stated otherwise in a mini-challenge, if a male contestant's penis enters the vagina of a female contestant both parties lose. Both teams will perform each mini-challenge as they are given. However, prior to learning the exact expectations of each mini-challenge, contestants will be told its name. During this time, before the instructions are fully given, any contestant that believes the round will cause more trouble than it's worth may say, "Skip". Should a contestant say this word, their team will not have to perform the mini-challenge., however, their team will receive a minor punishment and the opposing team will receive a minor benefit. Physical interaction between members of the red and blue team are strictly prohibited. Failure to give proper effort when requested will result in punishment. Orgasm in this arena can only be achieved using the opposing sexes organs."
Slut cutely raised her little hand. She was completely lost on what S.A.M. was trying to explain. Liam cleared his throat and broke it down more simply. Basically, Liam explained, the name of some challenge will be read and teams will have to decide if they'll participate. If they say nothing, the directions for the challenge will be read and they will have to perform it. If they say "skip" before the instructions are read, they don't have to do it but they'll receive a punishment while the other team will get a bonus. The game ends when one of the teams has vaginal sex.
Once Slut understood, a line appeared, cutting the circle in half. Liam and Slut stood on one side while Anderson and Danielle stood on the other. The giant board lurking in the back of the circle lit up, momentarily blinding everybody. It illuminated the space, casting tall shadows from each contestant onto the curtain. The cum stain of Slut's neck became much more visible, though she didn't care anymore.
A panel in the big board flipped with the words
SOUL WINDOWS
Slut and Liam stood a few feet from each other, silent. After a few seconds where neither team said anything, S.A.M's voice began, "Contestants will hold onto each other's arms tenderly while staring deeply into the other's eyes."
Slut and Liam awkwardly stepped towards each other. Liam reached out and wrapped his arms around Slut's appendages which she had outstretched. Her tiny, thin little arms fit perfectly in his. They were enveloped and protected by his warm, muscled embrace. She felt secure and safe in his arms. He held her gently, a delicate little thing. She quivered slightly with each shallow breath. He could feel her vulnerability as she nestled up next to him. He felt protective of the tiny woman in front of him.
Slut tilted her head up and caught his dark brown eyes. Powerful and mysterious, she found herself slowly becoming lost in them. Liam, in turn, gazed down into Slut's large, sparkling blue eyes. Filled with youth and energy. Innocence and inexperience. Eyes prepared to cry at a moments notice. Around them, gaudy makeup applied by a poor adolescent girl. Both Liam and Slut held their breath and hardly blinked as time slipped away. Each was becoming entranced. When a soft buzzer sounded, Slut could barely hear it. It was as if the buzzer was a million miles away on a different planet under an unknown ocean. The fantasy of staying In Liam's arms forever danced through her mind. Liam blinked a few times and shook his head. Slut could see he was reluctant to break their contact, but he released her anyway. In that moment, Slut wanted nothing more to be back in Liam's arms, caressed by his strength. But, she relented and waited.
Slut didn't watch them, but she figured Danielle and Anderson completed the first mini-challenge as well.
A second panel flipped,
WARM AND CUDDLY
Again, Liam and Slut stayed silent. The title didn't sound too concerning.
"Contestants will embrace their partner. Each will then gently squeeze the butt of their partner."
Slut approached Liam and opened her arms. Liam moved forward and did the same. He surrounded her like a heavy blanket as they came together. He lightly squeezed his arms around her, feeling her fragility and warmth. Liam's body totally enveloped Slut as she was just so much smaller. When he pulled her close, he got a great view of her cleavage while her breasts pushed against him. She pressed her head into his chest and found it fit so well. While her head rested there, her hands were free to circle around and find Liam's tight buttocks. It was muscled and strong. Liam, meanwhile, rubbed his fingers down Slut's exaggerated curves and found her soft caboose. It jiggled in his hands when he gave her cheeks a gentle squeeze. He peered down, her head rested so beautifully on his chest. She was a truly beautiful woman. His hands pulled and massaged her ass. He could feel her lack of panties through the material. He was momentarily tempted to lift the hem of her dress and felt a stirring in his pants. Slut released a pleasured sigh into Liam's chest as her butt was massaged. She was pressed directly against him and felt his cock hardening and pressing against her. In response, her pussy started to dampen.
When the buzzer sounded, Liam and Slut maintained their embrace for a few more seconds before slowly breaking apart. As they did, they locked eyes for a few long moments. Slut watched as Liam's eyes darted down to her cleavage. She smiled seductively, loving his attention. Something was happening, this wasn't like previous challenges. Slut was feeling something...more than just simple lust.
Third panel,
GET THE BUGS OUT
What could that possibly mean? Well, without having a good reason to skip it, all four contestants stayed silent.
"Contestents will embrace once more. This time, the male will be rougher with their partners butt while also pulling on her hair."
Slut and Liam wasted no time. They were quickly wrapped in each others arms. She was close to his hard chest, feeling his throbbing manhood poking into her stomach. Liam's left hand circled around to Slut's ass. He roughly smacked and pulled at her squishy cheeks. Through the thin material of her dress, he was able to grab and be fairly rough with her. When he pulled one cheek to the side he opened her thighs, asshole and vagina wide open all at once. The air cooled her increasingly moist vagina. Powerful pheromone's were released from her sticky folds and the smell of arousal grew thicker in the air. Meanwhile, Liam's right hand wrapped around Slut's pigtails. he grabbed both in one hand and yanked her around. He timed it in turn with pulling her ass to where she was being jerked in multiple directions. Slut's breathing increased dramatically and her cheeks became flush. She held onto his muscular torso while the rough treatment intensified. Liam grabbed a huge handful of ass and tilted Slut's head up til their eyes met. Both could see the other was filled with desire. Both knew that they couldn't hold out much longer. Slut could see her pheromones were quickly destroying Liam's resistance.
Not a moment too soon, the buzzer sounded and the duo pulled away from one another. They both tried catching their breath and calming themselves down, but before they knew it; the next panel flipped,
PARISIAN WAY
Par-Parisian? Slut didn't even know what that word meant.
"Skip" Liam stated. Slut raised her eyebrows, obviously this...parseason word was not good for them.
Danielle and Anderson glanced at each other and stayed silent.
Slut inquired to Liam with her gaze and he contended, "If the round is what I think it is we can't attempt it. The second i'm exposed to your saliva or...other bodily fluids it's probably over. I can barely control myself around you as it is. Remember out last round together? Your fluids were altered."
Slut remembered the Doctor saying her spit and pussy juice was enhanced but didn't quite know what it had to do with the...preseason way or whatever the round was. She trusted Liam though and hoped the punishment wasn't too severe.
S.A.M. spoke, "The red team has elected to skip, their punishment will commence at the end of the round. The blue team will receive a boon. Members of the blue team will hold each other and engage in an open mouth kiss until the buzzer sounds."
Just before embracing each other, Danielle and Anderson wrapped their arms around themselves. They appeared to be...shivering? It was as if the temperature on their side of the circle had plummeted. Liam touched Slut's arm and turned her away from the blue side.
"Don't watch, just focus on keeping yourself calm."
Slut nodded and tried thinking about something mundane. Though every time she did, her thoughts wandered back to Liam. And for some reason her arousal just wouldn't abate. She was squirming her thighs together and grunting in frustration. As she contended with her lust, Slut could hear lip smacking from the blue team. She also heard a...high pitched sigh? Slut could have sworn Danielle whispered, "You're a really good kisser." By the sounds of it, Danielle and Anderson were really going at it and getting into it.
When the buzzer sounded, Slut turned back around and watched Danielle and Anderson break off their kiss. A trail of saliva connected their lips and their eyes met. A milf and a dilf sharing a long french kiss. They shivered as they released one another.
A long black dildo appeared in Slut's hand. She looked to Liam who was in possession of a flesh light. The opening was dripping wet and the object was long enough for his giant member.
S.A.M. spoke, "As punishment, the red team must envolop or be envelopped by their gendered sex toy at least ten times between every round."
Once Liam explained to Slut what envelop means, she turned away from Liam and splayed her legs open. She positioned the dildo beneath her skirt and at the entrance to her sopping pussy. She plunged the dildo in, fully taking its length. She tore through her hymen and pumped the shaft in and out. Maybe if she got it done quickly enough it wouldn't have a strong effect? Five, six, seven. She gasped and felt weak at the knees when her cunt gushed around the toy. eight, nine, ten. On the tenth stroke, the toy disappeared and she was left feeling empty. A mix of blood and natural lubricant dripped down her thighs. Slut flattened her skirt down and took shallow breaths, feeling her hot skin burning up. She watched Liam who was sporting a tall tent in his basketball shorts and sucking in shallow breaths as well. Meanwhile, Danielle and Anderson were freezing and any electricity between them appeared to have dissolved.
FORGET THE SOAP
Liam contemplated. He just didn't know what to make of this one. It seemed like the stakes were slowly escalating. Going from kissing to anal seemed like a huge leap if it was implying 'drop the soap'. He was afraid of another punishment and, anyways, if it was Anal they were screwed anyway. All contestants remained silent.
S.A.M. started, "Female contestants will be bent over and spanked ten times on each cheek. They will be required to count the number of repetitions out loud. Male contestants are expected to put effort into their spanking though not enough to injure."
A single large wooden desk appeared directly in the middle of the circle. Half was on the blue side, half was on the red side. Slut and Danielle approached the desk, being sure to avoid the others gaze. Slut gently pressed her hips against the wood and bent down at the waist. Her hands reached back and grabbed the table, anchoring her body in place while she rested on her breasts. Danielle's teeth were quietly chattering from the cold, and Slut could feel her stare. Liam took a deep breath and flipped Slut's skirt up and over her hips. Her fat ass and wide hips stuck out towards him provocatively. Nestled between them was her tight, hairless asshole and thick vagina. A strong wave of pheromone laced scent blasted his senses and the thought of pulling out his cock and pounding her into the table seemed increasingly sensible.
Anderson and Liam exchanged glances before they both began. Liam reared his hand back and came down solid and hard with a open hand blow to Slut's left cheek. The clapping sound and jiggling flesh did not go unnoticed by Liam who tried his absolute best to ignore what he was doing. Slut yelped and squeaked out, "One."
Anderson did the same. A similar clapping sound erupted from Danielle's butt cheek as she too counted her first spank.
The blows came slow and steady. Both couples taking turns dealing and receiving. Before the first ten were complete, Slut raised her head and finally made eye contact with Danielle. Every slap looked a bit more painful than Danielle expected and she winced with each stroke. Clearly, Anderson had taken 'put effort' seriously. Danielle's face was a mixture of pain and pleasure. On the flip side, Liam was almost too soft. His strikes were hard enough to make her jiggle but not enough to really get her going. Of course, Slut was enjoying the spanking immensely, but she found herself pushing back against his hand, trying to intensify the impact.
Slut's tits threatened to slip out of the top. As Slut counted her first ten and her left side was stinging in pain, a devilish idea crossed her mind. She reached her hand up and assisted her tits from the top. they spilled out onto the table. To her surprise, her flopping, pierced tits were connected by a thin silver chain. Liam couldn't really see them from behind, but both Danielle and Anderson could. When Liam began his assault on her right side, not only did her ass shake but so did her chained tits. Danielle watched with wide eyes and soon Anderson was sneaking peaks over Danielle's shoulder, enjoying the show. Slut was reeling from each blow as she counted, "Firteen, F-Fouwteen, Fif-Fifteen." Her bare nipples rubbed against the table and she wished Liam would just fuck her already. Her legs shook and wobbled, while her pussy throbbed; anticipating one slap to the next.
Meanwhile, Liam stared up at the curtain disappearing into the void. The pained and aroused cries of two gorgeous women, the stench of lust and the knowledge that a ripe pussy was bare and ready for plucking was trying to wedge their way into his mind. The soft flesh beneath his hand...it would feel so good to just stuff his face in that cunt and go crazy. Hot, sticky, succulent pussy to eat, fuck, abuse. She would let him too...no, not just let him but squeal in excitement and beg for more...his hot seed spraying inside of her. "Sev-Seventeen! Eighteen! Nine...teen! T-t-twenty!" Liam turned and ran to the other side of his circle half. He couldn't escape the thoughts and desire, but if he wasn't close to her, his body couldn't betray them both. He snuck a peek at Slut who slowly stood up and flipped her skirt back down. Liam couldn't see what she was doing, but it looked like she was placing her tits back into her top. Had they fallen out? As Danielle stood and pulled her skirt down, Slut gave her opponents a seductive wink and shook her tit suggestively at them. Anderson licked his lips and stared until breaking his gaze once Slut's dress was properly covering her assets again. Danielle's shivered and took a few deep breaths.
Slut peeked curiously at Liam who was running his hands up and around his bald head and staring at the ceiling. He was trying so hard! If he could try that hard, she would too.
FAT SACK SUCKLE
Awkward glances and silence.
"Male contestants will suck on and play with their female partners breasts until the buzzer sounds."
After S.A.M. finished talking, Slut looked down and saw the top of her dress disappear leaving her breasts bare. She now wore a ruffled red skirt cinched at the waist and heels. Her unnaturally perky boobs hung high on her chest, still connected by a glistening silver chain. Danielle's rather large breasts were also bare and she had on only her pencil skirt and heels. Liam approached Slut, staring at the floor, until he was directly next to her. Slut pressed her chest forward and shook her jiggling mounds.
Liam cupped her bare breast and squeezed it gently. His other hand twisted her hard nipple while he bent down and flicked his tongue along it. Slut dry heaved a few times before falling back, thankful the table was still there to catch her. Her stinging ass squished against the low desk and she tilted her head back. Liam stayed right on her, his head buried between her cleavage, his body pressing against hers. His tongue swirled around, moving from one tit to the other. His saliva left her nipples cold when he started on the next, keeping them hard and erect. Slut bit her fat lower lip closed her eyes, she couldn't take much more of this! She wrapped her legs around Liam's solid body and he held her without skipping a beat. He pulled her nipple chain sending spikes of pleasure shooting up Slut's spine.
She couldn't - she couldn't take it anymore. Slut reached up and grabbed the sides of Liam's head and tilted it up, "Just do it - pwease!" Slut pulled Liam forward with her legs, pressing her vagina against his hips. "Just get it ovew with, I can't take this anymowe! Fuck me right on this table!"
Liam shut his eyes tightly and sank his head back down to work on her breasts. Slut wrapped her arms around his head and grinded her genitals against him, frustrated and impossibly horny. When the buzzer finally sounded, Liam forced Slut's legs open, dropped her onto the table and retreated quickly back to the other side of the circle.
"Y-you fucking....asshole!" Slut screeched. The dildo appeared in her hand and she excitedly opened her legs wide and stuffed it inside. Frantic squelching sounds erupted from her cunt as the toy pistoned in and out. Just as she was getting going, however, the toy disappeared.
Slut jumped to her feet and charged towards Liam who had just finished with his pocket pussy. Her monstrous tits flopped around wildly and her hips swayed seductively.
Her speech was ragged and breathy, "This game is ovew, I'm begging you!"
"N-no, keep it together. I'm strong enough to win this." His expression betrayed his words, but he held firm.
Slut's fingers shot to Liam's shorts, she needed it. She NEEDED it! She began negotiating his waistband. Liam grabbed her hands and held them tightly. She growled and pulled but was no match for his strength.
She pleaded with both her words and eyes, "P-please..."
Liam held her and looked towards the board.
SHAFT SLAP
When the only sound was Slut pulling and struggling against Liaim's grip, S.A.M. started, "Male contestants will slap their penis ten times against their partners face."
Liam brought Slut's hands together and placed them both into one of his. He easily held both her tiny hands in one of his. She continued trying to pull them away but her efforts were pathetic. With his newly freed hand, Liam pulled his basketball shorts down and exposed his very erect cock. It stood at attention, thick and veiny. Slut squealed in delight as Liam pushed her to the ground with one arm while holding both her hands with the other. She balanced onto her knees and pushed forward with open mouth, ready to feel his hot, throbbing meat stuffed down her throat. Instead, Liam's free hand grabbed the top of her head and held it in place. He pushed his hips forward til his cock was hanging directly next to Slut's face. She could smell his strong musk and stared at his cock side eyed; her mouth hanging open with tongue sticking out. Liam twisted his hips and his long rod swung sideways slapping Slut's cheek with a dull *thud*. He flipped it to the other side and did it again. Slut followed his cock with her eyes and continually fought against him to get the shaft into her drooling, braces filled mouth. Liam knew the second his dick entered her mouth that he wouldn't be able to control himself. The back and forth dicking continued without a hitch. Slut was hopelessly stuck by Liam's far superior strength and size while her face sustained blow after blow. A few drops of precum dribbled onto her teenage face. Slut had become delerious with arousal, unable to think of anything but cock. A few times during Liam's dick slapping, Slut almost managed to turn her head enough to lick his passing shaft, but he quickly regained control.
Slut imagined what they must look like. Here she was, forced onto her knees, hands and head held tightly. A hulking man forcing the tiny, restrained woman to take one dick slapping after the other. The woman struggling and fighting - not to get away - but to get the dick slapping her inside of her by any means necessary.
Once Liam was finished, He shifted his hips back and quickly pulled his pants up with one hand while continuing to hold Slut's hands together. Once his cock was back in place, Liam returned each of her hands one to one in his. He pulled a sobbing Slut to her feet. She was so horny with no hope of release that she began to cry. She rubbed her thighs together, but as S.A.M. said, only a cock would be able to get her off.
Liam peered over to the Blue team. Danielle was on her feet. She rubbed her milf titties and slowly rubbed Anderson's cock over his pants. Her glasses were gone and her brown ponytail had given way. Her long silky hair cascaded down her shoulders and back. Anderson grabbed the back of Danielle's head and kissed her deeply. They looked like they might crack soon!
The pocket pussy and dildo appeared on the floor next to Liam and Slut. Liam looked down at Slut and commanded, "I'm going to release you. When I do, you'll insert that dildo a few times but make no moves towards me. We're winning this with or without your help."
Slut could barely comprehend what he was saying. When she was suddenly released, she walked towards Liam but stopped once a long, thick dildo we placed in her hands. She opened her legs and slid the shaft up her skirt and inside herself. It felt amazing - but it didn't do anything to give her release. It was just another frustrating experience. When it was done, the dildo disappeared.
Fine! If Liam was going to deny her, she would go to Anderson who also had a nice big cock. Slut made a beeline for the Blue side. Liam tried to catch her, but he had stepped too far away and she crossed the line before her could stop her. When she stepped over Slut blinked and found herself back on the Red side again, behind Liam.
"The Red team will receive a punishment while the Blue team will receive a benefit."
The panel flipped,
BLOWJOB QUEEN
"Skip." Liam growled without hesitation. He was busy wrestling with Slut who had, again, charged towards his cock.
"Skip." Danielle sputtered as she shivered.
S.A.M. started, "As both teams have elected to skip, the punishments and benefits will be cancelled out. As both teams skipped, the next round is mandatory for both parties. As the Red team incurred two penalties, one will be assessed now. While using your gendered sex toy, both male and female must make eye contact for the duration."
Liam grunted in frustration and slammed Slut to the carpeted floor when the sex toys appeared again. Slut squealed and writhed against Liam's grip to no avail. Her intoxicating scent poured out as her legs flailed about. Liam pushed slut's torso down with one arm beneath her tits while the other gripped the dildo which he put into Slut's hand.
He took in a deep breath and screamed in sexual frustration, his painfully erect cock sprang from his pants and pointed straight at Slut's pussy. Her skirt was flipped up and a torrent of sweet nectar flowed out of her. His shaking hand guided the dildo to the entrance of Slut's cunt. He felt hot, damp and sticky emanating from her hole.
Once the dildo was in place, Liam shouted as he shook her, "Look at me, Slut!"
Slut stared directly into Liam's mysterious dark eyes. She could barely breath as the hulking man pinned her down, her tits draped across his arm. She plunged the dildo in and bit her lip so hard a trickle of blood ran down to her chin. Meanwhile, Liam winced and grunted, bucking his hips into the pocket pussy. He was long past the point where he normally would have cum. When the toys disappeared, Liam's bare cock was throbbing and inches away from Slut's vulnerable, cock craving slit. She moaned, convulsed and writhed beneath his power; wanting nothing more than to take his manhood all the way down. Her glorious relief just inches away.
"JUST PUT IT IN!" She screamed.
FACIAL FUN
Both Liam and Slut sobbed as S.A.M. spoke, "Male contestants will ejaculate on their female partner's face. Their level of arousal will not be affected."
"Eww! What is that?" Danielle screeched.
Both she and Anderson shivered and watched a a pile of familiar vomit seeped out of the ground on their side.
"That smells awful!"
"Totally kills the mood!"
Anderson and Danielle looked disgusted and stepped away from Slut's morning sickness. Danielle got onto her knees and waited while Anderson jerked himself.
On the other side, Liam shifted himself up, replacing his arm on Slut's torso to her collared neck. He didn't want to choke her or anything, but he had to get his dick close to her mouth and he didn't want any slip ups. His legs were across her torso and he had slut in a full mount. While one hand kept her down, the other rubbed his shaft. It only took a handful of strokes. He shifted forward and aimed his cock directly for Slut's face. She struggled to breath but opened her mouth wide to received his seed.
Slut laid below, staring directly into Liam's cock. She coughed and sputtered, fighting against Liam's iron grip across her neck. Her legs kicked and her arms flailed around but nothing she did affected him. Slut was completely immobilized and at Liam's mercy. His dick began to sputter right in front of her face and she opened her mouth wide, sticking her tongue out and releasing a pained gasp.
Liam unloaded a blast of semen directly onto Slut's face. Her hot, flushed cheeks accepted the seed which coated her completely. Sticky ropes filled her mouth, eyes, lips, nose cheeks. Every inch of her amateur makeup and every inch of her youthful face was plastered. She sputtered up a cum bubble and licked her multi colored braces which had Liam dense semen stuck in it.
"FUCK!" Liam shouted, "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK! It didn't help!" He groaned.
Liam stood and jumped backwards. Slut coughed and took in a few full breaths of air. With her hands free, Slut proceeded to scoop the semen across her face into her mouth. Liam held both sex toys when they appeared. He knelt down and pulled Slut's legs apart to began fucking her with the dildo while working on himself. Slut looked between her jiggling mounds and met Liam's eye, though he was obscured by ropes of cum nearly welding her eyes shut. She pushed her hips back against the dildo. After ten strokes, the toys disappeared and Slut's legs were left shaking. Her pulsating, wet gash was beyond begging to be filled. Liam's cock was once again inches away from Slut's vagina.
JUST THE TIP
Slut's skirt and Liam's pants disappeared, leaving their genitals visible and unprotected.
"Aghhh!!" Liam screamed as he wrapped his hands around Slut's hips and impaled her on his cock. She squealed like a rutting animal as Liam desperately fucked her. He slammed their hips together, giving in completely to lust. Her tight cunt massaged, squeezed and milked his dick while he wildly bucked his hips. After a few seconds of rough fucking, both Liam and Slut were about to go over the edge. Slut was almost totally numb, her body completely lost in the feeling of being filled. His cock pounded her fat pussy and he handled her like an animal. Her tits shook violently as did her gaudy hoop earrings. Her thick, cum covered lips cooed and she moaned like a wanton little slut. She was struggling to breath and when she did her breaths were fast and shallow.
Liam and Slut both screamed out as they simultaneously orgasmed. Liam plunged himself all the way in and shuttered as another blast of cum erupted out of him. Slut momentarily blacked out but came to as waves of electricity pulsated all across her body. She could feel Liam depositing his essence deep inside. She took a few ragged breaths but was otherwise numb.
When he was finished, Liam slipped out and silently stood up. His impressive penis drooped and softened, still dripping from multiple messy orgasms. Slut remained motionless. Her cum coated eyes were closed and she felt unable to move, though her mouth was wearing a dopey smile. She remained like that for a few minutes while Liam's newest wad gushed out.
Doctor Grungot's voice rang out from the swirling shadows, "Too bad, Slut! Looks like you and Mr. Gentry just couldn't quite resist. You need to work on your teamwork! As punishment, I'll be accelerating your pregnancy...oh let's say thirty weeks?"
An intense pressure ballooned from Slut's belly as it began rapidly expanding. She barely reacted except for a soft groan as her pregnancy accelerated through the second trimester and into the third. Her legs were forced open wider and her vision of Liam was obscured by her rounded stomach. Her belly button popped out again and she was left in the last stages of pregnancy. She rubbed her hand along her stomach and across a few faint stretch marks. She didn't even try to stand up, her legs still feeling like they were asleep.
Liam remained motionless as he watched his partner expand. When it was finished, Slut didn't look like a young slut dripping semen anymore. She looked like a young pregnant slut dripping semen complete with an obvious protruding belly.
"As for you, Mr. Gentry, I think a sharp reduction in your IQ would better help you connect and understand your partner."
Liam croaked out, "W-wait I - I need to..."
His eyes lost focus and his mouth moved as if speaking but no sound came out. He blinked a few times and looked totally lost. When he came back to reality, Liam's expression was filled with fear and his gaze darted around the circle. Tears started to collect in the corners of his eyes and he hung his head.
Anderson and Danielle both walked across the circle. Danielle's face was dripping with semen and her breasts were hanging out. She wiped her face and looked down at Slut then to Liam with amusement. She turned and got onto her tiptoes, whispering into Anderson's ear. He grew a smile and nodded his head. Anderson grabbed Danielle's shoulders roughly and the two of them slowly went to the ground. The scene collapsed with the slapping sound of a long overdue sexual romp.
NAME: Slut
HEIGHT: 4"11
WEIGHT: 120 LBS
AGE: 18
IQ: 72. Basic arithmatic and reading are somewhat difficult.
POWERUPS: 1
SEX / PHYSIOLOGY: Biologically female with XX chromosomes and fully female genitalia. Body produces above average levels of female hormones. Unusually fertile. Strong pheromones attracting men and giving her a sweet scent. Hormone altered bartholin and saliva glands that increase oral and vaginal enjoyment for all sexual partners. Intact hymen that grows back after every sexual encounter.
PREGNANCY / CHILDREN: Thirty six weeks pregnant. Huge pregnant belly that hinders almost all physical activity with light stretch marks. Outie belly button. One prior child, Luscious Slut.
HAIR: Long, silky and healthy. Naturally curled golden blond with pink highlights. Frayed and scraggly hanging loosely though partially matted together in pseudo pigtails.
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VOICE: Super high-pitched, seductive and breathy. Very simple vocabulary. Speaks in 'baby talk'. No gag reflex whatsoever.
FACIAL HAIR: None. Smooth and unable to grow hair of any kind.
EYES: Large doe eyed deep-ocean blue, nervous gaze, long, fake eyelashes and thick dark eyeliner. Smokey, dark blue eye shadow causing the eyes to look constantly half lidded. Nearly welded shut with Liam's cum.
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FACIAL FEATURES: Rounded jaw with thin chin; high rounded cheekbones; small feminine ears; delicate, slightly upturned nose; weak, non-imposing brow; thin, highly angled eyebrows; thin smooth neck; incredibly thick, shiny, bee-stung lips that can hardly close; smooth, weak, flat forehead; layered pink blush covering cheeks and accenting their feminine shape; Mostly straight, white teeth with multi colered braces covering them; permanent makeup. Face coated in cum.
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BUILD: Hairless and small feminine torso; thin, hairless arms and legs with virtually no muscle; huge breasts and cartoonishly weak shoulders ; Fat jiggling ass that sticks our provocatively; Wide, flared out, feminine birthing hips made slightly larger by birthing two children; Extremely tight, small stomach with six surgically removed ribs making it even smaller; thick milky thighs that rub together with each step. Skin is sexy sun-kissed bronze all the way around.
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CHEST: Huge Fake looking H cup breasts. Unnaturally gravity defying and circular. Thick and veinous, pierced, dark pink feminine nipples. Over-active mammary glands. Visible surgical scars.
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EXTREMITIES: Thin, delicate, soft hands with long pink, silvery sparkle nails extending over an inch past the finger; Smooth, hairless, delicate, women's size 5 feet with slightly shiny, clear-pink painted, longer nails with shiny little gems on the big toe. Reformed feet, requiring a minimum of 6 inch high heels.
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GENITALS: Wide, deep, hairless, puffy, used vagina which can accommodate even the most well endowed. Intact hymen that grows back after every sexual encounter. Gushing with Liam's semen.
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TATTOOS: Black tribal tattoo in the shape of a womb just above her pubic area. Black tribal heart and star design on the lower back. A broken mirror with "13" beside it on her wrist. A barcode tattoo on her neck.
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PIERCINGS: Diamond studded gold ring and stud pierced clit. Large golden hoops hanging from ears with "BABY" in bold pink studded letters. Silver barbell studs in nipples, keeping them constantly erect. Thin chain connecting nipple piercings together.
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OUTFIT: Black and red slave collar with silver ring. Black seven inch silettos.
SEXUAL PREFERENCE: Is attracted exclusively to men. Will only be submissive in sexual encounters. Specifically attracted to black men. Very high libido. Enjoys having cum on and in her body and clothing. Loves being humiliated sexually and verbally. Likes being locked in light bondage. Loves vaginal and anal sex. Prefers big penises and doesn't get much sexually out of anything less than six or seven inches. Enjoys exhibitionism and public sex. A bit of a masochist, likes being spanked.
PERSONALITY: Submissive, follower, un-willing to take chances, Weak-willed, Lazy especially when it comes to household chores, prefers living in squalor, Is annoyed easily. Often considered 'Bitchy'. Doesn't care much for the rule of law. Has an extensive criminal history including drug, theft and prostitution charges. Has difficulty trusting others and often displays obsessive jealousy in relationships. Not very smart, has trouble learning. Doesn't know how to drive and is afraid to get behind the wheel. Acts like a stereotypical girly-girl including standing, sitting, walking, speaking, writing and holding things. Loves having long nails, is very protective of them. Addicted to sex and is overtly promiscuous with almost every man encountered especially if she hasn't done it in awhile. Has no issue with cheating on somebody in a relationship as long as she doesn't get caught. Incapable of wearing underwear, feels compelled to let others know, generally by showing them. Refuses to wear any clothing not considered slutty or sexy.
ADDICTIONS: Nicotine and sex
FAVORITE COLOR: bright pink.
FINANCIAL / LIFE SITUATION: Has a negative bank balance and heavy debt. Terrible credit with no prospects or knowledge of the financial world. Difficulty with basic arithmatic. Owned completely and in every way by Anthony and Mona Johnson. Legally unable to make any of her own decisions and considered property by all legal and governmental systems. Cannot own or buy anything without pre approval by Anthony or Mona. Extremely unlucky.
EXPERTISE: Vaginal sex, Nascar driver's car numbers, taking care of small children, celebrity gossip, effective strategies to sell the body for sex, Sucking dick, seducing, dirty talk
Slut appeared in the barn. More specifically, she appeared directly in her pen. Immediately upon gaining her senses she knew something was very, very wrong with her body. Down on all fours, she attempted to take stock of her situation. The first thing she noticed was her belly which had expanded wildly. It stuck out unnaturally and hung down towards the floor. Not surprisingly, the fake hooves provided by Abel had become real. She had HOOVES. It felt like her arms had grown shorter as well. Slut attempted to lift up her hooves examine her arms, but found herself shaky and unable to stay upright without all four limbs touching the ground. Slut's body was clearly no longer meant to be on two legs.
Her feet had followed suit, becoming hooves as well. She could also feel her legs were shorter. She was standing on all fours, with her stomach hanging down; but it didn't feel uncomfortable. She also wasn't on her knees - if she even had traditional human knees anymore. Nope, all four hooves stood firm on the filthy, straw floor. Slut's tail whipped and flicked around with a mind of its own atop her ever fatter ass. The leathery, cow spotted and slightly hairy appearance of her legs had crept up even farther. Her entire lower half was almost totally cow-like. Her elongated, wet, bovine nose dripped onto the dirty straw in her pen, while her long ears twitched near her little horns and long blonde-pink hair. The thick, gold ring in her nose hung down in front of her mouth. Slut craned her neck to her protruding belly and saw a second set of breasts beneath the mammoth ones she was used to. These new tits were small but incredibly sensitive. She continued craning her neck, trying to get a good glimpse. She was definitely closer to cow than woman now.
The door to the pen opened and Abel stepped in. He stepped directly in front of slut and crouched down til he was meeting her eye to eye.
Abel smiled and mused, "Hello there, Bessie. I see you're coming along nicely. You'll be the best milk cow in no time."
"Why are you doing this to me?" Slut's animalistic breathing intensified as fear and emotion began gripping her.
Abel reached out and patted Slut who was officially beginning to freak out. Her humanity was being stripped away by this...lunatic!
"I'm just helping you live happily ever after. You were meant to become my cow. In fact, a DNA test of you right now would likely reveal that you are, in fact, more animal than woman." Abel watched in amusement as Slut shifted uncomfortably. "Tell you what," Abel started, "If you stand up and tell me your name, proving you still have some humanity; I'll change you back."
"You pwomise?" Slut asked cautiously.
Abel nodded and took a step back, giving Slut ample room to maneuver. She glanced around the pen for a few seconds before approaching the far side. Each step was a loud *clop* that was very clearly not human. She found her movements were very different than she was used to. It was like having four legs instead of two and figuring out how to make them work together. She also felt so heavy, like she was crawling around with a weighted vest of some kind. A constant reminder that her body was no longer her own. Though, even with these restrictions, she got the hang of her newly augmented movement and quickly clopped her way over. When she reached the edge, she saw Abel standing close by with a bemused expression. He certainly didn't think Slut would be successful as he could see her body wasn't built to do what she was attempting to do. Slut thought about it, all she had to accomplish was get her hooves over the side of the pen so she was on her back legs only. Then all she had to do was say, "My name is Slut." She just had to get the right push from her front legs to hook onto the side of the pen. Easy enough. Slut took a deep breath and put all her effort into pushing her front legs up. She shot towards the side and caught her hooves around it! She shakily walked her back legs forward and held on for dear life with her front ones. It was incredibly awkward and felt terrible with burning and stretching sensations all across her body; but she was somewhat upright!
She took a breath and spoke, "My name is-"
Abel stuffed a handful of hay into her mouth. Slut nearly choked on it but started chewing almost immediately. She prepared to try speaking a second time but for some reason she was focused on the food in her mouth. Both sets of legs shook and struggled while she enjoyed the hay. Slut knew she couldn't hold on much longer. She shook her head and tried to focus.
Between bites she spoke, "My nam-ooo-".
Midway through the sentence, her tongue tingled. It elongated and thickened in her mouth causing her sentence to turn into a moo. She chewed the hay and flicked her new tongue around. It was powerful and perfectly capable of handling a large amount of food. Food that was never meant for human consumption. It completely filled her mouth and felt alien and out of place.
She flicked it to the side and prepared for one final try - her last attempt to be human was a great, desperate bellow, "MY NAME IS--MOO!"
The moo that escaped her lips initially sounded like a human imitating a cow. A good imitation, no doubt: but an imitation nonetheless. As her face began to tingle and change, and the sound continued, the humanity in her voice faded. Her mouth pushed forward and fused with her huge bovine nose. Her face elongated which changed the pitch and tenor of her increasingly animalistic cry. With each passing second the sound slipped further and further away from humanity. Finally, her face was finished shifting and her sound simply added to the other animals around her. Her large tongue felt perfectly suited for her mouth. Her face was that of a cow except for the color and texture. Also her eyes were piercing blue and she had long blonde-pink hair. But, otherwise, she looked like a beast. Slut opened her bestial mouth, attempting to speak, but found that only animal screeching and moo's came back. She could form the words in her head but her new equipment was capable of translating it to words. She couldn't speak anymore! Slut finally let herself drop back onto all fours, continuing to chew the hay. She had given up, that was her last chance. She was more comfortable on all fours anyway. At the moment of forfeit, as her front legs clopped back onto the floor, a searing, burning pain erupted from her ass. She let out a horrified, bestial screech and retreated to the corner. She turned to see Abel holding a red hot branding rod. He had a wicked, maniacal grin spread across his face.
"Why the long face?" Abel erupted into derisive laughter. "No more fake tattoos for you, Bessie! Now get to the work!"
As Abel spoke, Slut felt her breasts expand and swell with milk. She bellowed a pained moo. Despite the burning pain in her leathery ass, she desperately shuffled towards the holes in the pen. Her pressurized breasts were much more painful than the brand and she craved the relief that only the milking apparatus could provide. The machine scanned her newly applied brand and all four of her breasts pressed into the holes. The sucking was more intense than ever as her newest set of breasts could hardly handle the abuse. She released multiple barnyard moans of both pleasure and pain. Her animal cries conformed and melded perfectly with the other animals around her. When it was finished, Slut collapsed onto the floor, completely exhausted both physically and mentally. She was afraid and excited for what came next. Was this where she belonged? She felt a craving inside. She thought about sucking a on a lollipop but quickly realized two things. One: it would be impossible for her to handle a lollipop in her current condition. Two: the craving she felt wasn't for nicotine...it was a craving to be milked again. The scene collapsed.
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Slut appeared on all fours. The ground was cold, slightly dirty and hard. She pictured herself as a simple cow, waiting for her next meal and next chance to be milked. She would stomp around the pasture with all the other cows and...
Slut stood up. She gasped for air as tears welled up in her eyes. What was happening to her? Did she truly want to be a...be an animal? So many conflicting thoughts and feelings raced through her mind while she procured a lollipop and began to suck it. The sweet nicotine calmed her nerves a bit, though she still felt on edge.
The room was dimly lit by a light source she couldn't quite find. Slut could see she was on the set of an old school game show. Looming on the far wall was a large board surrounded by tiny light bulbs. The floor was cheap dark green carpet. It stretched outwards in a circle, ending at an ominous red curtain which surrounded it. The curtain continued up up up and out of sight into swirling darkness. Slut felt uneasy, like a prisoner who was trapped in a circular cage. A circular cage made of musty, old red curtain. For whatever reason, the curtain was intimidating. Like she would be dragged away by some unknown force is she approached it.
Slut wore a strapless red dress. It covered more than she was used to, namely the majority of her thighs. It was ruffled on the bottom, giving her a small and rare modicum of modesty. The waist was cinched in the middle while her breasts nearly spilled over the top and her cleavage was deep and on full display. She stood on seven inch black stiletto heels and her blond-pink hair was in pigtails. She licked her lips and tasted cheap makeup. It seemed her amateur look had returned. The sucker clicked around her braces and she flicked her long pigtails back and forth. Around her neck was a black and red slave collar with a silver ring on the front.
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As she waited, Slut felt a sudden wetness on her neck. Pools of semen splattered just below her collar. It looked as though a male sexual partner had given her a pearl necklace after a titty fuck. The rivulets of cum dripped for a second before drying. It wasn't completely obvious, especially in the dim lighting, but if you looked really close you could just make out a decent sized cum stain across her front. As Slut moved to wipe it away, she felt an overwhelming wave of nausea sweep over her. Slut nearly doubled over and clutched her delicate fingers around her belly. She dropped to her knees and squeezed her eyes shut, focusing on her breathing. Slut had been through this momentary sickness before; she could handle this. Considering there was nowhere to throw up, she was going to have to tough it out.
But as she pushed herself to breath in. breath out. breath in. breath out. Breath in. Brea- she tilted her head to the side and explosively vomited all over the floor. Slut coughed a few times, took a deep breath and collected herself before rising to her feet. She wiped her mouth and popped in another lollipop which instantly began masking the awful taste. The mess was sucked into the floor, much to her relief. She totally forgot about the crusty stain just below her neck.
Three people appeared in the circle. The first, directly next to her, was Liam. His hulking mass of manliness towered over her. He had a warm smile spread across his hyper masculine face. His head was bald and his beard was long and thick. He wore a loose, red basketball jersey over his barrel chest. His bulging, hairy arms were bare and Slut couldn't help but sneak peeks at them. Beneath his loose jersey were red basketball shorts which were also very loose. The color of his clothes matched Slut's dress. The shorts obscured his impressive package. A package that Slut was very familiar with at this point. His tree-trunk legs were covered in dark hair and he stood in comfortable black tennis shoes. Though Slut was wearing seven inch heels her eyes barely met the top of his chest.
Second to appear was Danielle. She was on the opposite end of the circle. As per usual, Danielle looked completely different from last time. She had lost nearly all the excess weight from before. Her dark hair was collected in a neat ponytail. Her forty something features were tastefully made up giving her a sophisticated look; complete with modern, black rimmed glasses. Her figure was definitely on the curvy side. She had a little extra padding in her breast, butt, thighs, ass and stomach. But, despite her increased size, Danielle's proportions didn't hold a candle to any of Slut's ridiculous assets. Holding her curves together was her signature blue pants suit. The skirt went just below her knees and the suit blazer covered her arms. She stood on professional, closed toe five inch heels. Her gaze was confident and determined. She was a few inches taller than Slut even though her heels were shorter. Overall, she looked like a milf. Slightly overweight with the barest hint of double chin but, really, very well put together.
The third and final person to appear was Anderson. It was bizarre, last time Slut saw him he had just transferred his baby speech to her. Last time he was smaller with long brown hair and much more effeminate. The man that stood near Danielle, however, was back to his former glory. Many of his features mirrored those of Liam. It was freaky! Their size, intimidating presence and general manliness were nearly identical. Though, there were some differences. Namely, Anderson was noticeably older than Liam. He had sharper, more weathered features and his beard had the smallest wisp of gray in it. He wore a full blue suit that matched the color of Danielle's outfit. He exuded an aura of power and wisdom. He looked around the room thoughtfully. Slut located a noticeable bulge in his suit pants. She felt excited! His cock, which she was familiar with, looked to be totally intact!
Liam spoke first, his youthful, deep voice was filled with genuine warmth, "Hey, Annabelle, I see you had your baby. Congratulations!"
Slut cocked her head to the side, noticing Liam was speaking to her. Did he not remember her name?
Slut responded in her breathy, high pitch, "Uhm...yes I had my baby, fank you for wemembewing. M-my name is Swut if you don't wemember..."
Now Liam cocked his head to the side, shooting her a confused, if not concerned look, "Oh...uh, yeah, okay. Sorry about that. Are you...doing okay? Just a few more rounds until...well...The Finale."
Slut smiled up with her colorful braces, "Yes, I'm VEWY excited! I'm just fine fank you!"
Liam continued his concerned stare for a few seconds before opening his mouth to ask something else. As he did, however, Danielle interrupted him with her cold, commanding alto voice, "Come on now, Mel, stop wasting everybody's time. Let's just get this shit over with."
Liam turned his attention to Danielle and asked with biting sarcasm, "Well, well, well, if it isn't the Doctors favorite torture device. How's show business?"
Danielle's slightly puffy face grew angry and her cold voice grew even colder, "You're a prick, Mel." Danielle's gaze turned towards Slut who was clearly unable to follow their conversation, focused instead on twirling her floppy pigtails, "This ones hopeless anyway. Not that I give a shit, honestly."
Liam sighed, then nodded before offering with a shrug, "You never know. At least one day I'll get to 'retire' from the show. Unlike some."
"But until then," Danielle scoffed while watching Slut, "This ones hopeless anyway."
Danielle turned and looked up at Anderson. "And who might you be?"
Anderson adjusted his thick rimmed spectacles before responding, his voice deep and thoughtful, "My name is Anderson Johannson. It's a pleasure to meet you; Danielle is it?" Anderson extended his hand, which Danielle shook.
Danielle's gaze shifted back and forth between Anderson and Slut. Her grin expanded with each shift.
Danielle released Anderson's hand and directed her speech to Slut, breaking her of the hair twirling distraction, "Boy, the Doctor did a number on you, didn't he? You must have really pissed him off."
Slut didn't understand what Danielle meant.
S.A.M. appeared between the two groups. Immediately the demeanor of each contestant changed. Liam's warm expression hardened and his concerned stare at Slut turned to one filled with lust. Danielle blinked a few times before baring her teeth at Slut and releasing an intimidating growl. Anderson's thoughtful expression turned to determination as he watched the tiny robot.
S.A.M. spoke in his monotone voice, "Contestants will partner up and perform several mini-challenges. The object of the game is to avoid vaginal sex. Unless stated otherwise in a mini-challenge, if a male contestant's penis enters the vagina of a female contestant both parties lose. Both teams will perform each mini-challenge as they are given. However, prior to learning the exact expectations of each mini-challenge, contestants will be told its name. During this time, before the instructions are fully given, any contestant that believes the round will cause more trouble than it's worth may say, "Skip". Should a contestant say this word, their team will not have to perform the mini-challenge., however, their team will receive a minor punishment and the opposing team will receive a minor benefit. Physical interaction between members of the red and blue team are strictly prohibited. Failure to give proper effort when requested will result in punishment. Orgasm in this arena can only be achieved using the opposing sexes organs."
Slut cutely raised her little hand. She was completely lost on what S.A.M. was trying to explain. Liam cleared his throat and broke it down more simply. Basically, Liam explained, the name of some challenge will be read and teams will have to decide if they'll participate. If they say nothing, the directions for the challenge will be read and they will have to perform it. If they say "skip" before the instructions are read, they don't have to do it but they'll receive a punishment while the other team will get a bonus. The game ends when one of the teams has vaginal sex.
Once Slut understood, a line appeared, cutting the circle in half. Liam and Slut stood on one side while Anderson and Danielle stood on the other. The giant board lurking in the back of the circle lit up, momentarily blinding everybody. It illuminated the space, casting tall shadows from each contestant onto the curtain. The cum stain of Slut's neck became much more visible, though she didn't care anymore.
A panel in the big board flipped with the words
SOUL WINDOWS
Slut and Liam stood a few feet from each other, silent. After a few seconds where neither team said anything, S.A.M's voice began, "Contestants will hold onto each other's arms tenderly while staring deeply into the other's eyes."
Slut and Liam awkwardly stepped towards each other. Liam reached out and wrapped his arms around Slut's appendages which she had outstretched. Her tiny, thin little arms fit perfectly in his. They were enveloped and protected by his warm, muscled embrace. She felt secure and safe in his arms. He held her gently, a delicate little thing. She quivered slightly with each shallow breath. He could feel her vulnerability as she nestled up next to him. He felt protective of the tiny woman in front of him.
Slut tilted her head up and caught his dark brown eyes. Powerful and mysterious, she found herself slowly becoming lost in them. Liam, in turn, gazed down into Slut's large, sparkling blue eyes. Filled with youth and energy. Innocence and inexperience. Eyes prepared to cry at a moments notice. Around them, gaudy makeup applied by a poor adolescent girl. Both Liam and Slut held their breath and hardly blinked as time slipped away. Each was becoming entranced. When a soft buzzer sounded, Slut could barely hear it. It was as if the buzzer was a million miles away on a different planet under an unknown ocean. The fantasy of staying In Liam's arms forever danced through her mind. Liam blinked a few times and shook his head. Slut could see he was reluctant to break their contact, but he released her anyway. In that moment, Slut wanted nothing more to be back in Liam's arms, caressed by his strength. But, she relented and waited.
Slut didn't watch them, but she figured Danielle and Anderson completed the first mini-challenge as well.
A second panel flipped,
WARM AND CUDDLY
Again, Liam and Slut stayed silent. The title didn't sound too concerning.
"Contestants will embrace their partner. Each will then gently squeeze the butt of their partner."
Slut approached Liam and opened her arms. Liam moved forward and did the same. He surrounded her like a heavy blanket as they came together. He lightly squeezed his arms around her, feeling her fragility and warmth. Liam's body totally enveloped Slut as she was just so much smaller. When he pulled her close, he got a great view of her cleavage while her breasts pushed against him. She pressed her head into his chest and found it fit so well. While her head rested there, her hands were free to circle around and find Liam's tight buttocks. It was muscled and strong. Liam, meanwhile, rubbed his fingers down Slut's exaggerated curves and found her soft caboose. It jiggled in his hands when he gave her cheeks a gentle squeeze. He peered down, her head rested so beautifully on his chest. She was a truly beautiful woman. His hands pulled and massaged her ass. He could feel her lack of panties through the material. He was momentarily tempted to lift the hem of her dress and felt a stirring in his pants. Slut released a pleasured sigh into Liam's chest as her butt was massaged. She was pressed directly against him and felt his cock hardening and pressing against her. In response, her pussy started to dampen.
When the buzzer sounded, Liam and Slut maintained their embrace for a few more seconds before slowly breaking apart. As they did, they locked eyes for a few long moments. Slut watched as Liam's eyes darted down to her cleavage. She smiled seductively, loving his attention. Something was happening, this wasn't like previous challenges. Slut was feeling something...more than just simple lust.
Third panel,
GET THE BUGS OUT
What could that possibly mean? Well, without having a good reason to skip it, all four contestants stayed silent.
"Contestents will embrace once more. This time, the male will be rougher with their partners butt while also pulling on her hair."
Slut and Liam wasted no time. They were quickly wrapped in each others arms. She was close to his hard chest, feeling his throbbing manhood poking into her stomach. Liam's left hand circled around to Slut's ass. He roughly smacked and pulled at her squishy cheeks. Through the thin material of her dress, he was able to grab and be fairly rough with her. When he pulled one cheek to the side he opened her thighs, asshole and vagina wide open all at once. The air cooled her increasingly moist vagina. Powerful pheromone's were released from her sticky folds and the smell of arousal grew thicker in the air. Meanwhile, Liam's right hand wrapped around Slut's pigtails. he grabbed both in one hand and yanked her around. He timed it in turn with pulling her ass to where she was being jerked in multiple directions. Slut's breathing increased dramatically and her cheeks became flush. She held onto his muscular torso while the rough treatment intensified. Liam grabbed a huge handful of ass and tilted Slut's head up til their eyes met. Both could see the other was filled with desire. Both knew that they couldn't hold out much longer. Slut could see her pheromones were quickly destroying Liam's resistance.
Not a moment too soon, the buzzer sounded and the duo pulled away from one another. They both tried catching their breath and calming themselves down, but before they knew it; the next panel flipped,
PARISIAN WAY
Par-Parisian? Slut didn't even know what that word meant.
"Skip" Liam stated. Slut raised her eyebrows, obviously this...parseason word was not good for them.
Danielle and Anderson glanced at each other and stayed silent.
Slut inquired to Liam with her gaze and he contended, "If the round is what I think it is we can't attempt it. The second i'm exposed to your saliva or...other bodily fluids it's probably over. I can barely control myself around you as it is. Remember out last round together? Your fluids were altered."
Slut remembered the Doctor saying her spit and pussy juice was enhanced but didn't quite know what it had to do with the...preseason way or whatever the round was. She trusted Liam though and hoped the punishment wasn't too severe.
S.A.M. spoke, "The red team has elected to skip, their punishment will commence at the end of the round. The blue team will receive a boon. Members of the blue team will hold each other and engage in an open mouth kiss until the buzzer sounds."
Just before embracing each other, Danielle and Anderson wrapped their arms around themselves. They appeared to be...shivering? It was as if the temperature on their side of the circle had plummeted. Liam touched Slut's arm and turned her away from the blue side.
"Don't watch, just focus on keeping yourself calm."
Slut nodded and tried thinking about something mundane. Though every time she did, her thoughts wandered back to Liam. And for some reason her arousal just wouldn't abate. She was squirming her thighs together and grunting in frustration. As she contended with her lust, Slut could hear lip smacking from the blue team. She also heard a...high pitched sigh? Slut could have sworn Danielle whispered, "You're a really good kisser." By the sounds of it, Danielle and Anderson were really going at it and getting into it.
When the buzzer sounded, Slut turned back around and watched Danielle and Anderson break off their kiss. A trail of saliva connected their lips and their eyes met. A milf and a dilf sharing a long french kiss. They shivered as they released one another.
A long black dildo appeared in Slut's hand. She looked to Liam who was in possession of a flesh light. The opening was dripping wet and the object was long enough for his giant member.
S.A.M. spoke, "As punishment, the red team must envolop or be envelopped by their gendered sex toy at least ten times between every round."
Once Liam explained to Slut what envelop means, she turned away from Liam and splayed her legs open. She positioned the dildo beneath her skirt and at the entrance to her sopping pussy. She plunged the dildo in, fully taking its length. She tore through her hymen and pumped the shaft in and out. Maybe if she got it done quickly enough it wouldn't have a strong effect? Five, six, seven. She gasped and felt weak at the knees when her cunt gushed around the toy. eight, nine, ten. On the tenth stroke, the toy disappeared and she was left feeling empty. A mix of blood and natural lubricant dripped down her thighs. Slut flattened her skirt down and took shallow breaths, feeling her hot skin burning up. She watched Liam who was sporting a tall tent in his basketball shorts and sucking in shallow breaths as well. Meanwhile, Danielle and Anderson were freezing and any electricity between them appeared to have dissolved.
FORGET THE SOAP
Liam contemplated. He just didn't know what to make of this one. It seemed like the stakes were slowly escalating. Going from kissing to anal seemed like a huge leap if it was implying 'drop the soap'. He was afraid of another punishment and, anyways, if it was Anal they were screwed anyway. All contestants remained silent.
S.A.M. started, "Female contestants will be bent over and spanked ten times on each cheek. They will be required to count the number of repetitions out loud. Male contestants are expected to put effort into their spanking though not enough to injure."
A single large wooden desk appeared directly in the middle of the circle. Half was on the blue side, half was on the red side. Slut and Danielle approached the desk, being sure to avoid the others gaze. Slut gently pressed her hips against the wood and bent down at the waist. Her hands reached back and grabbed the table, anchoring her body in place while she rested on her breasts. Danielle's teeth were quietly chattering from the cold, and Slut could feel her stare. Liam took a deep breath and flipped Slut's skirt up and over her hips. Her fat ass and wide hips stuck out towards him provocatively. Nestled between them was her tight, hairless asshole and thick vagina. A strong wave of pheromone laced scent blasted his senses and the thought of pulling out his cock and pounding her into the table seemed increasingly sensible.
Anderson and Liam exchanged glances before they both began. Liam reared his hand back and came down solid and hard with a open hand blow to Slut's left cheek. The clapping sound and jiggling flesh did not go unnoticed by Liam who tried his absolute best to ignore what he was doing. Slut yelped and squeaked out, "One."
Anderson did the same. A similar clapping sound erupted from Danielle's butt cheek as she too counted her first spank.
The blows came slow and steady. Both couples taking turns dealing and receiving. Before the first ten were complete, Slut raised her head and finally made eye contact with Danielle. Every slap looked a bit more painful than Danielle expected and she winced with each stroke. Clearly, Anderson had taken 'put effort' seriously. Danielle's face was a mixture of pain and pleasure. On the flip side, Liam was almost too soft. His strikes were hard enough to make her jiggle but not enough to really get her going. Of course, Slut was enjoying the spanking immensely, but she found herself pushing back against his hand, trying to intensify the impact.
Slut's tits threatened to slip out of the top. As Slut counted her first ten and her left side was stinging in pain, a devilish idea crossed her mind. She reached her hand up and assisted her tits from the top. they spilled out onto the table. To her surprise, her flopping, pierced tits were connected by a thin silver chain. Liam couldn't really see them from behind, but both Danielle and Anderson could. When Liam began his assault on her right side, not only did her ass shake but so did her chained tits. Danielle watched with wide eyes and soon Anderson was sneaking peaks over Danielle's shoulder, enjoying the show. Slut was reeling from each blow as she counted, "Firteen, F-Fouwteen, Fif-Fifteen." Her bare nipples rubbed against the table and she wished Liam would just fuck her already. Her legs shook and wobbled, while her pussy throbbed; anticipating one slap to the next.
Meanwhile, Liam stared up at the curtain disappearing into the void. The pained and aroused cries of two gorgeous women, the stench of lust and the knowledge that a ripe pussy was bare and ready for plucking was trying to wedge their way into his mind. The soft flesh beneath his hand...it would feel so good to just stuff his face in that cunt and go crazy. Hot, sticky, succulent pussy to eat, fuck, abuse. She would let him too...no, not just let him but squeal in excitement and beg for more...his hot seed spraying inside of her. "Sev-Seventeen! Eighteen! Nine...teen! T-t-twenty!" Liam turned and ran to the other side of his circle half. He couldn't escape the thoughts and desire, but if he wasn't close to her, his body couldn't betray them both. He snuck a peek at Slut who slowly stood up and flipped her skirt back down. Liam couldn't see what she was doing, but it looked like she was placing her tits back into her top. Had they fallen out? As Danielle stood and pulled her skirt down, Slut gave her opponents a seductive wink and shook her tit suggestively at them. Anderson licked his lips and stared until breaking his gaze once Slut's dress was properly covering her assets again. Danielle's shivered and took a few deep breaths.
Slut peeked curiously at Liam who was running his hands up and around his bald head and staring at the ceiling. He was trying so hard! If he could try that hard, she would too.
FAT SACK SUCKLE
Awkward glances and silence.
"Male contestants will suck on and play with their female partners breasts until the buzzer sounds."
After S.A.M. finished talking, Slut looked down and saw the top of her dress disappear leaving her breasts bare. She now wore a ruffled red skirt cinched at the waist and heels. Her unnaturally perky boobs hung high on her chest, still connected by a glistening silver chain. Danielle's rather large breasts were also bare and she had on only her pencil skirt and heels. Liam approached Slut, staring at the floor, until he was directly next to her. Slut pressed her chest forward and shook her jiggling mounds.
Liam cupped her bare breast and squeezed it gently. His other hand twisted her hard nipple while he bent down and flicked his tongue along it. Slut dry heaved a few times before falling back, thankful the table was still there to catch her. Her stinging ass squished against the low desk and she tilted her head back. Liam stayed right on her, his head buried between her cleavage, his body pressing against hers. His tongue swirled around, moving from one tit to the other. His saliva left her nipples cold when he started on the next, keeping them hard and erect. Slut bit her fat lower lip closed her eyes, she couldn't take much more of this! She wrapped her legs around Liam's solid body and he held her without skipping a beat. He pulled her nipple chain sending spikes of pleasure shooting up Slut's spine.
She couldn't - she couldn't take it anymore. Slut reached up and grabbed the sides of Liam's head and tilted it up, "Just do it - pwease!" Slut pulled Liam forward with her legs, pressing her vagina against his hips. "Just get it ovew with, I can't take this anymowe! Fuck me right on this table!"
Liam shut his eyes tightly and sank his head back down to work on her breasts. Slut wrapped her arms around his head and grinded her genitals against him, frustrated and impossibly horny. When the buzzer finally sounded, Liam forced Slut's legs open, dropped her onto the table and retreated quickly back to the other side of the circle.
"Y-you fucking....asshole!" Slut screeched. The dildo appeared in her hand and she excitedly opened her legs wide and stuffed it inside. Frantic squelching sounds erupted from her cunt as the toy pistoned in and out. Just as she was getting going, however, the toy disappeared.
Slut jumped to her feet and charged towards Liam who had just finished with his pocket pussy. Her monstrous tits flopped around wildly and her hips swayed seductively.
Her speech was ragged and breathy, "This game is ovew, I'm begging you!"
"N-no, keep it together. I'm strong enough to win this." His expression betrayed his words, but he held firm.
Slut's fingers shot to Liam's shorts, she needed it. She NEEDED it! She began negotiating his waistband. Liam grabbed her hands and held them tightly. She growled and pulled but was no match for his strength.
She pleaded with both her words and eyes, "P-please..."
Liam held her and looked towards the board.
SHAFT SLAP
When the only sound was Slut pulling and struggling against Liaim's grip, S.A.M. started, "Male contestants will slap their penis ten times against their partners face."
Liam brought Slut's hands together and placed them both into one of his. He easily held both her tiny hands in one of his. She continued trying to pull them away but her efforts were pathetic. With his newly freed hand, Liam pulled his basketball shorts down and exposed his very erect cock. It stood at attention, thick and veiny. Slut squealed in delight as Liam pushed her to the ground with one arm while holding both her hands with the other. She balanced onto her knees and pushed forward with open mouth, ready to feel his hot, throbbing meat stuffed down her throat. Instead, Liam's free hand grabbed the top of her head and held it in place. He pushed his hips forward til his cock was hanging directly next to Slut's face. She could smell his strong musk and stared at his cock side eyed; her mouth hanging open with tongue sticking out. Liam twisted his hips and his long rod swung sideways slapping Slut's cheek with a dull *thud*. He flipped it to the other side and did it again. Slut followed his cock with her eyes and continually fought against him to get the shaft into her drooling, braces filled mouth. Liam knew the second his dick entered her mouth that he wouldn't be able to control himself. The back and forth dicking continued without a hitch. Slut was hopelessly stuck by Liam's far superior strength and size while her face sustained blow after blow. A few drops of precum dribbled onto her teenage face. Slut had become delerious with arousal, unable to think of anything but cock. A few times during Liam's dick slapping, Slut almost managed to turn her head enough to lick his passing shaft, but he quickly regained control.
Slut imagined what they must look like. Here she was, forced onto her knees, hands and head held tightly. A hulking man forcing the tiny, restrained woman to take one dick slapping after the other. The woman struggling and fighting - not to get away - but to get the dick slapping her inside of her by any means necessary.
Once Liam was finished, He shifted his hips back and quickly pulled his pants up with one hand while continuing to hold Slut's hands together. Once his cock was back in place, Liam returned each of her hands one to one in his. He pulled a sobbing Slut to her feet. She was so horny with no hope of release that she began to cry. She rubbed her thighs together, but as S.A.M. said, only a cock would be able to get her off.
Liam peered over to the Blue team. Danielle was on her feet. She rubbed her milf titties and slowly rubbed Anderson's cock over his pants. Her glasses were gone and her brown ponytail had given way. Her long silky hair cascaded down her shoulders and back. Anderson grabbed the back of Danielle's head and kissed her deeply. They looked like they might crack soon!
The pocket pussy and dildo appeared on the floor next to Liam and Slut. Liam looked down at Slut and commanded, "I'm going to release you. When I do, you'll insert that dildo a few times but make no moves towards me. We're winning this with or without your help."
Slut could barely comprehend what he was saying. When she was suddenly released, she walked towards Liam but stopped once a long, thick dildo we placed in her hands. She opened her legs and slid the shaft up her skirt and inside herself. It felt amazing - but it didn't do anything to give her release. It was just another frustrating experience. When it was done, the dildo disappeared.
Fine! If Liam was going to deny her, she would go to Anderson who also had a nice big cock. Slut made a beeline for the Blue side. Liam tried to catch her, but he had stepped too far away and she crossed the line before her could stop her. When she stepped over Slut blinked and found herself back on the Red side again, behind Liam.
"The Red team will receive a punishment while the Blue team will receive a benefit."
The panel flipped,
BLOWJOB QUEEN
"Skip." Liam growled without hesitation. He was busy wrestling with Slut who had, again, charged towards his cock.
"Skip." Danielle sputtered as she shivered.
S.A.M. started, "As both teams have elected to skip, the punishments and benefits will be cancelled out. As both teams skipped, the next round is mandatory for both parties. As the Red team incurred two penalties, one will be assessed now. While using your gendered sex toy, both male and female must make eye contact for the duration."
Liam grunted in frustration and slammed Slut to the carpeted floor when the sex toys appeared again. Slut squealed and writhed against Liam's grip to no avail. Her intoxicating scent poured out as her legs flailed about. Liam pushed slut's torso down with one arm beneath her tits while the other gripped the dildo which he put into Slut's hand.
He took in a deep breath and screamed in sexual frustration, his painfully erect cock sprang from his pants and pointed straight at Slut's pussy. Her skirt was flipped up and a torrent of sweet nectar flowed out of her. His shaking hand guided the dildo to the entrance of Slut's cunt. He felt hot, damp and sticky emanating from her hole.
Once the dildo was in place, Liam shouted as he shook her, "Look at me, Slut!"
Slut stared directly into Liam's mysterious dark eyes. She could barely breath as the hulking man pinned her down, her tits draped across his arm. She plunged the dildo in and bit her lip so hard a trickle of blood ran down to her chin. Meanwhile, Liam winced and grunted, bucking his hips into the pocket pussy. He was long past the point where he normally would have cum. When the toys disappeared, Liam's bare cock was throbbing and inches away from Slut's vulnerable, cock craving slit. She moaned, convulsed and writhed beneath his power; wanting nothing more than to take his manhood all the way down. Her glorious relief just inches away.
"JUST PUT IT IN!" She screamed.
FACIAL FUN
Both Liam and Slut sobbed as S.A.M. spoke, "Male contestants will ejaculate on their female partner's face. Their level of arousal will not be affected."
"Eww! What is that?" Danielle screeched.
Both she and Anderson shivered and watched a a pile of familiar vomit seeped out of the ground on their side.
"That smells awful!"
"Totally kills the mood!"
Anderson and Danielle looked disgusted and stepped away from Slut's morning sickness. Danielle got onto her knees and waited while Anderson jerked himself.
On the other side, Liam shifted himself up, replacing his arm on Slut's torso to her collared neck. He didn't want to choke her or anything, but he had to get his dick close to her mouth and he didn't want any slip ups. His legs were across her torso and he had slut in a full mount. While one hand kept her down, the other rubbed his shaft. It only took a handful of strokes. He shifted forward and aimed his cock directly for Slut's face. She struggled to breath but opened her mouth wide to received his seed.
Slut laid below, staring directly into Liam's cock. She coughed and sputtered, fighting against Liam's iron grip across her neck. Her legs kicked and her arms flailed around but nothing she did affected him. Slut was completely immobilized and at Liam's mercy. His dick began to sputter right in front of her face and she opened her mouth wide, sticking her tongue out and releasing a pained gasp.
Liam unloaded a blast of semen directly onto Slut's face. Her hot, flushed cheeks accepted the seed which coated her completely. Sticky ropes filled her mouth, eyes, lips, nose cheeks. Every inch of her amateur makeup and every inch of her youthful face was plastered. She sputtered up a cum bubble and licked her multi colored braces which had Liam dense semen stuck in it.
"FUCK!" Liam shouted, "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK! It didn't help!" He groaned.
Liam stood and jumped backwards. Slut coughed and took in a few full breaths of air. With her hands free, Slut proceeded to scoop the semen across her face into her mouth. Liam held both sex toys when they appeared. He knelt down and pulled Slut's legs apart to began fucking her with the dildo while working on himself. Slut looked between her jiggling mounds and met Liam's eye, though he was obscured by ropes of cum nearly welding her eyes shut. She pushed her hips back against the dildo. After ten strokes, the toys disappeared and Slut's legs were left shaking. Her pulsating, wet gash was beyond begging to be filled. Liam's cock was once again inches away from Slut's vagina.
JUST THE TIP
Slut's skirt and Liam's pants disappeared, leaving their genitals visible and unprotected.
"Aghhh!!" Liam screamed as he wrapped his hands around Slut's hips and impaled her on his cock. She squealed like a rutting animal as Liam desperately fucked her. He slammed their hips together, giving in completely to lust. Her tight cunt massaged, squeezed and milked his dick while he wildly bucked his hips. After a few seconds of rough fucking, both Liam and Slut were about to go over the edge. Slut was almost totally numb, her body completely lost in the feeling of being filled. His cock pounded her fat pussy and he handled her like an animal. Her tits shook violently as did her gaudy hoop earrings. Her thick, cum covered lips cooed and she moaned like a wanton little slut. She was struggling to breath and when she did her breaths were fast and shallow.
Liam and Slut both screamed out as they simultaneously orgasmed. Liam plunged himself all the way in and shuttered as another blast of cum erupted out of him. Slut momentarily blacked out but came to as waves of electricity pulsated all across her body. She could feel Liam depositing his essence deep inside. She took a few ragged breaths but was otherwise numb.
When he was finished, Liam slipped out and silently stood up. His impressive penis drooped and softened, still dripping from multiple messy orgasms. Slut remained motionless. Her cum coated eyes were closed and she felt unable to move, though her mouth was wearing a dopey smile. She remained like that for a few minutes while Liam's newest wad gushed out.
Doctor Grungot's voice rang out from the swirling shadows, "Too bad, Slut! Looks like you and Mr. Gentry just couldn't quite resist. You need to work on your teamwork! As punishment, I'll be accelerating your pregnancy...oh let's say thirty weeks?"
An intense pressure ballooned from Slut's belly as it began rapidly expanding. She barely reacted except for a soft groan as her pregnancy accelerated through the second trimester and into the third. Her legs were forced open wider and her vision of Liam was obscured by her rounded stomach. Her belly button popped out again and she was left in the last stages of pregnancy. She rubbed her hand along her stomach and across a few faint stretch marks. She didn't even try to stand up, her legs still feeling like they were asleep.
Liam remained motionless as he watched his partner expand. When it was finished, Slut didn't look like a young slut dripping semen anymore. She looked like a young pregnant slut dripping semen complete with an obvious protruding belly.
"As for you, Mr. Gentry, I think a sharp reduction in your IQ would better help you connect and understand your partner."
Liam croaked out, "W-wait I - I need to..."
His eyes lost focus and his mouth moved as if speaking but no sound came out. He blinked a few times and looked totally lost. When he came back to reality, Liam's expression was filled with fear and his gaze darted around the circle. Tears started to collect in the corners of his eyes and he hung his head.
Anderson and Danielle both walked across the circle. Danielle's face was dripping with semen and her breasts were hanging out. She wiped her face and looked down at Slut then to Liam with amusement. She turned and got onto her tiptoes, whispering into Anderson's ear. He grew a smile and nodded his head. Anderson grabbed Danielle's shoulders roughly and the two of them slowly went to the ground. The scene collapsed with the slapping sound of a long overdue sexual romp.
NAME: Slut
HEIGHT: 4"11
WEIGHT: 120 LBS
AGE: 18
IQ: 72. Basic arithmatic and reading are somewhat difficult.
POWERUPS: 1
SEX / PHYSIOLOGY: Biologically female with XX chromosomes and fully female genitalia. Body produces above average levels of female hormones. Unusually fertile. Strong pheromones attracting men and giving her a sweet scent. Hormone altered bartholin and saliva glands that increase oral and vaginal enjoyment for all sexual partners. Intact hymen that grows back after every sexual encounter.
PREGNANCY / CHILDREN: Thirty six weeks pregnant. Huge pregnant belly that hinders almost all physical activity with light stretch marks. Outie belly button. One prior child, Luscious Slut.
HAIR: Long, silky and healthy. Naturally curled golden blond with pink highlights. Frayed and scraggly hanging loosely though partially matted together in pseudo pigtails.
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VOICE: Super high-pitched, seductive and breathy. Very simple vocabulary. Speaks in 'baby talk'. No gag reflex whatsoever.
FACIAL HAIR: None. Smooth and unable to grow hair of any kind.
EYES: Large doe eyed deep-ocean blue, nervous gaze, long, fake eyelashes and thick dark eyeliner. Smokey, dark blue eye shadow causing the eyes to look constantly half lidded. Nearly welded shut with Liam's cum.
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FACIAL FEATURES: Rounded jaw with thin chin; high rounded cheekbones; small feminine ears; delicate, slightly upturned nose; weak, non-imposing brow; thin, highly angled eyebrows; thin smooth neck; incredibly thick, shiny, bee-stung lips that can hardly close; smooth, weak, flat forehead; layered pink blush covering cheeks and accenting their feminine shape; Mostly straight, white teeth with multi colered braces covering them; permanent makeup. Face coated in cum.
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BUILD: Hairless and small feminine torso; thin, hairless arms and legs with virtually no muscle; huge breasts and cartoonishly weak shoulders ; Fat jiggling ass that sticks our provocatively; Wide, flared out, feminine birthing hips made slightly larger by birthing two children; Extremely tight, small stomach with six surgically removed ribs making it even smaller; thick milky thighs that rub together with each step. Skin is sexy sun-kissed bronze all the way around.
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CHEST: Huge Fake looking H cup breasts. Unnaturally gravity defying and circular. Thick and veinous, pierced, dark pink feminine nipples. Over-active mammary glands. Visible surgical scars.
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EXTREMITIES: Thin, delicate, soft hands with long pink, silvery sparkle nails extending over an inch past the finger; Smooth, hairless, delicate, women's size 5 feet with slightly shiny, clear-pink painted, longer nails with shiny little gems on the big toe. Reformed feet, requiring a minimum of 6 inch high heels.
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GENITALS: Wide, deep, hairless, puffy, used vagina which can accommodate even the most well endowed. Intact hymen that grows back after every sexual encounter. Gushing with Liam's semen.
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TATTOOS: Black tribal tattoo in the shape of a womb just above her pubic area. Black tribal heart and star design on the lower back. A broken mirror with "13" beside it on her wrist. A barcode tattoo on her neck.
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PIERCINGS: Diamond studded gold ring and stud pierced clit. Large golden hoops hanging from ears with "BABY" in bold pink studded letters. Silver barbell studs in nipples, keeping them constantly erect. Thin chain connecting nipple piercings together.
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OUTFIT: Black and red slave collar with silver ring. Black seven inch silettos.
SEXUAL PREFERENCE: Is attracted exclusively to men. Will only be submissive in sexual encounters. Specifically attracted to black men. Very high libido. Enjoys having cum on and in her body and clothing. Loves being humiliated sexually and verbally. Likes being locked in light bondage. Loves vaginal and anal sex. Prefers big penises and doesn't get much sexually out of anything less than six or seven inches. Enjoys exhibitionism and public sex. A bit of a masochist, likes being spanked.
PERSONALITY: Submissive, follower, un-willing to take chances, Weak-willed, Lazy especially when it comes to household chores, prefers living in squalor, Is annoyed easily. Often considered 'Bitchy'. Doesn't care much for the rule of law. Has an extensive criminal history including drug, theft and prostitution charges. Has difficulty trusting others and often displays obsessive jealousy in relationships. Not very smart, has trouble learning. Doesn't know how to drive and is afraid to get behind the wheel. Acts like a stereotypical girly-girl including standing, sitting, walking, speaking, writing and holding things. Loves having long nails, is very protective of them. Addicted to sex and is overtly promiscuous with almost every man encountered especially if she hasn't done it in awhile. Has no issue with cheating on somebody in a relationship as long as she doesn't get caught. Incapable of wearing underwear, feels compelled to let others know, generally by showing them. Refuses to wear any clothing not considered slutty or sexy.
ADDICTIONS: Nicotine and sex
FAVORITE COLOR: bright pink.
FINANCIAL / LIFE SITUATION: Has a negative bank balance and heavy debt. Terrible credit with no prospects or knowledge of the financial world. Difficulty with basic arithmatic. Owned completely and in every way by Anthony and Mona Johnson. Legally unable to make any of her own decisions and considered property by all legal and governmental systems. Cannot own or buy anything without pre approval by Anthony or Mona. Extremely unlucky.
EXPERTISE: Vaginal sex, Nascar driver's car numbers, taking care of small children, celebrity gossip, effective strategies to sell the body for sex, Sucking dick, seducing, dirty talk
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Re: Doctor Grungot's Exchange Extravaganza! (M2F, Slow, Swap
by Junketh71 » Thu Nov 14, 2019 8:29 am
Thank you for the new update. It is very much appreciated.
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Re: Doctor Grungot's Exchange Extravaganza! (M2F, Slow, Swap
by laristopa » Wed Nov 20, 2019 1:49 am
Junketh71 wrote:Thank you for the new update. It is very much appreciated.
As always, you're very welcome Junketh! Thank you for reading.
Almost to the end - just a few rounds to go!
or is it?
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Re: Doctor Grungot's Exchange Extravaganza! (M2F, Slow, Swap
by JamesCA77 » Wed Nov 20, 2019 9:46 am
I've really enjoyed your story and admire the amount of effort you put into your writing.
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Re: Doctor Grungot's Exchange Extravaganza! (M2F, Slow, Swap
by laristopa » Thu Nov 21, 2019 10:19 am
JamesCA77 wrote:I've really enjoyed your story and admire the amount of effort you put into your writing.
Thanks
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