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Subject: {ASSM} New Story:"Revenge: (Preface) (MC)"
Date: Sun, 23 Dec 2001 05:10:04 -0500
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Revenge: 
DICKINTHEASS

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charged for its distribution.

Warning: 	This story contains descriptions of sexual relations between
an adult male and teen/preteen child, mind control, bdsm etc. If this
is not your cup of tea, stop reading now.

Disclaimer: 	This is a work of fiction. No illegal activity described
herein was carried out; this document details fantasies that took
place when I was alone in bed. I firmly believe that no fifteen
minutes of pleasure is worth the innocence of a child. Besides, I
derive much pleasure from the company of child, playing with them or
simply watching them at play, I am not going to risk this for any
momentarily heightened sense of pleasure.

		If you are under the age of eighteen the law says I've got to tell
you to go away, so, "Go away!" Common sense says you're going to
ignore me, so Deb't blame me if you go blind, your parents find you in
possession of this document or your cum-stains gets you in trouble.
(Keep a duster handy boys; I do)
 
		If this type of material is illegal in your city, state, country,
then see above, substituting "law enforcement agency" in place of
"parents".
If you're a member of the moral minority, religious right, or any
other such control group then Deb't read on, my aim is not to offend
you. My personal philosophy is that anyone should feel free to do as
they please such that their actions do not have any adverse impact on
other's lives.
 

Revenge: (Preface) (MC)
DICKINTHEASS

Deb, the eighteen year old was coming back from his friend's house. It
was dark and drizzling. The onset of the northerner. The smell of the
air was thundery. He just forgot about time and the environment,
watching the new XXX video his pal rented. Now his mother will be
furious. After the suicide of his father, about three years back his
mother has become highly-strung and possessive. She just doesn't want
to leave any of them, him and her two sisters even for a minute, out
of her sight.
It was the fault of that loan shark, Carlson. Otherwise his father
would have been alive today and his mother would have been like any
other normal mother. But that was not to be. That sixty - year - old
Carlson had to change everything. Producing that false receipt just to
get hold of that small land. They have lost both their father and
their livelihood. If there were any chance Deb would have killed that
bustard. He would like to fuck that tight assed doctor daughter of
that shark too. What's her name - Eunice, yes? Her  & her twin snooty
daughters. He wanted to fuck them in front of Carlson & his son - in -
law, the husband of Eunice.
Deb thought of the dick he saw on the video. It was at least a foot
long and very very thick. He was completely flabbergasted when that
girl, barely eighteen years old took that champion of a Dong up her
ass hole. That too without any lubrication. He envied the man; wanted
to have such a dick. It would be marvelous if he could fuck Eunice and
her daughters with such an schlong in their butt hole.
Deb quickened his steps. The wind was stronger and there was thunders
accompanying the rain. He is still to cross that field behind the
Carlson Hospital - Doctor Eunice's adobe. All of a sudden a flash
blinded Deb. The area became very very hot. Deb lost his sense. The
Last thought he had was of his mother and sisters.
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	Deb listened to the faint murmur of the voices. It appeared to be
coming from a great distance. It was like a thunder. Somebody was
scolding somebody else. He couldn't understand what was being said.
Somebody put a cold hand over his head. His body that was very hot
became cold. He was feeling sleepy. He wanted to open his eyes. Tried
but failed. He had a feeling that he was being carried through a dark
tunnel. He wanted to scream. Wanted to tell the people carrying him
not to disturb. But the voice failed him. It was perched. He wanted to
have water.
	Deb came back to senses in a cool morning. He was in a room unknown
to him. The walls were white. Bed narrow. He wanted to lift his head
but unable to do so. His peripheral vision told him he was alone in
that small room. He understood he was in a hospital. The perched
sensation of his mouth intensified. He wanted a glass of water. He
called but no sound came out of his throat. It was ridiculous. He
tried again with the same result.
	The door opened a young thing entered, a nurse. Deb looked at her
questioningly. The nurse smiled. Said, "Hello, how are you feeling."
Deb tried to answer but once again without any result. The nurse came
near and asked once again. Deb mimed his answer & asked for a glass of
water. The girl took up a small beaker from the side table and poured
a small quantity of water into spoon. She lifted his head and put the
spoon over his lips. Deb drank the small quantity of water great
fully. He wanted a little more. He asked for water once again but
there was no sound still. The nurse smiled and said, "No, no more now,
afterwards." She went on inspecting his face.
	Deb was annoyed. His inability to talk fueled his anger. <Why Deb't
you look up my Dick>? He thought. The nurse blushed, as if she has
heard what Deb thought.  But to his astonishment she lifted the cover
and looked at his small and soft pecker. Deb was completely surprised.
He never could believe that the nurse actually looked at his dick when
he thought about it.  He was tempted to repeat the procedure once
again to verify. But the nurse took up a thin syringe and prepared an
injection to push in. Deb forgot his own intention. He felt completely
drained, tired. He went to sleep once again.
	When he woke up the same nurse was adjusting his bed sheets. He
wanted to ask, " Where am I? What has happened to me?" But there was
no sound from his throat. He was annoyed once again. The girl looked
at him and smiled.
Deb thought < what a good-looking girl. If I could fuck her as the man
fucked the girl in the video>
	The girl once again blushed but didn't say anything.
	The thought brought Deb back to the size of his dick. If he had a
dick like the man-in-the-video. < Let me have a dick like him> he
prayed.
	He felt a tingling at his genital area. Deb brought his hand to his
dick under the cover. Grasped his penis. It was increasing in size. By
god, it is increasing like anything, both in length and in girth. It
was still soft but there was a definite change in size. He should
know. He has masturbated enough number of times thinking of fucking
several girls and women known to him. Even in several occasions he has
thought of his cute, petite mother and his two teen sisters. His main
fantasy is Eunice. He fucks her in his dream everyday. Rapes her.
Rapes her daughters in front of her to assuage the pain of the loss of
his father. He wants to take revenge. But this is incomprehensible.
This cannot happen. It does not happen. Nobody can change the size of
his dick just by wishing about it. Otherwise there would have been
specialty trouser makers to accommodate three even four feet long
penises. Deb was perplexed.
	He was intelligent. He has felt that change in his dick. It must be
something associated with his stay in the hospital. Yesterday it
appeared the nurse obeyed his thought. Today there is the change in
his penis size. He is to find out why he is here. What has happened to
him?
He looked around. The nurse was about to leave the room. He ordered
her to stop through his non-vocal throat. To his utter astonishment
she stopped and looked questioningly back at him. He looked at her
eyes and said "<Lock the door & come here>" The girl looked a little
puzzled but did as was told. She looked down at Deb standing beside
the bed. <Suck me off, you cunt>. The girl's face became red but she
went down the bed. Hunched down at the foot of the bed, lifted the
cover and the hospital gown and took Deb's enlarged but now flaccid
cock into both of her hands. Looked into the eyes of Deb and on his
nod licked the tip of the prick with her pink tongue and then took the
now bloated head into her mouth.
(to be continued)

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