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