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Just another statistic    S-M-Snuff by Banfield


   He knew there was trouble ahead - sort of sensed it.  He was at a loose
end.  No girlfriend, no mates and no family to speak of.  It was getting
late.  The pubs were closed and the boozers gone their staggering, swaying
way.  The night clubs were still in full swing but he wasn't a clubber.

   Since he'd lost his girlfriend...no doubt because of his unadveturous
lifestyle, he was feeling pretty low with nothing to live for.

   The night was warm, the dark sky twinkled with a million stars.  The
road he was walking was dimly-lit and under a dim lamp he spotted the trio.
By their height he reckoned they were males.  All were slim, but as he drew
closer he saw two of them in skirts - micro-mini no less, and the third in
tight jeans.  Then he could discern their breasts and hair-length.  A sigh
of relief came from him.  Shouldn't be any trouble now.  He quickened his
pace with more confidence.  A thought did cross his mind though.  There had
been several reports in the press recently of girl-gangs going about
mugging women and girls, and in some cases, assaulting blokes.  One case
he'd read about with interest was where a gang of three girls had beaten up
a squaddie of all things.  They'd flirted a bit with him, asked him for
some chips he'd had and then, for some reason, began knocking him about. 
He'd obviously said something to annoy them.  Anyway, he was thrown to the
ground, kicked and spat at and eventually left in a heap of bruised, cut
and sorry state.  It was happening too often.  He put the thought out of
mind as he approached them.   It was disconcerting that they were all
taller than he, but as they were female....

   They watched him drew close, grins spread over their attractive faces.
They were dressed for night- clubbing, their tops were well open revealling
the firm side elevations of their breasts.  The girl wearing jeans looked
as if she'd been poured into them, they looked skin-tight and shewed every
contour of her hips, thighs, calves, buttocks and groin.  He didn't want to
look too closely...just a glance.  His heartbeats told him he was
excited...and something else.

   'Where're y'going?' came the question.  He automatically smiled.  It
wasn't often he was addressed by the opposite sex first off.  'Home,' he
replied with a question in its tone.  'Oh yes, and where's that?' asked
another.  'About half a mile.' 'Mind if we tag along?'

   Gosh, golly!  His mind was in a whirl.  Three gorgeous, knock-dead
beauties actually "picking me up"!  he marvelled.  He agreed...'Sure, why
not?' He felt it okay to look at them.  They were all about his height -
round about 5' 10" to 11".  Terrific bodies.  He could smell their perfume
wafting from them.  They kept asking questions...name, age, friends,
relatives, job.  Then a question was asked that didn't seem unusual - not
today: 'Do you prefer girls or men?' He was quick to reply: 'Girls, of
course!' They laughed in typical girlie fashion.  As they walked the
questions became more and more personal:

   'What do you think of my figure, and hers and hers?'

   'Terrific,' he replied.  'Do you think I'm sexy?' 'Yeah, very!' He felt
his member stirring.  It had been ages since...

   'What do you think of my bum, then?' aaked the girl in jeans as they
stepped under a street lamp.  She stepped ahead and patted her right cheek
tightly sheaved by the denim fabric.  'Mmm...nice,' he said, feeling his
mouth go tinder-dry.

   'Would you say mine's better?' asked one wearing a breathtaking
micro-mini, her long, long legs soaring up under the fringe of her skirt.
He gulped, feeling his senses go into an overdrive.  He kept wondering why
they were teasing him like that.  'Yeah, terrific,' he replied lamely.  She
had a marvellous derriere...they all had, but to him, only nice to look at
and touch.  Bums had only one function in his books...no two, actually...to
sit on and to shit from.

   They reached a dark alley.  When they started leading into it he be- gan
to protest: 'No, that's not the way!  It's down there,' pointing down the
road ahead.  Suddenly he felt his arms gripped.  The hands felt
strong...too strong for females, but they *were* none , no doubt about
that.  Their faces, hair, those breasts. Against his will they took him
along the dark alley and came out to a few houses.  To one of them he was
dragged...a detached house.  Inside they threw him to the floor and stood
over him with triumphant grins on their faces.  He stared questioning at
each of them.  They were stunning-looking girls now that they were in the
full light, and very sexy.  He didn't know whether to smile or what; and
then he saw something.  At once he tensed, his expression was of shock. 
One of the girls wearing a mini-skirt had a bulge sticking out under the
material!  He stared up at her face, looked at her prominent breasts and
back at the bulge.  'Oh, my God!' he gasped.  At that moment the girl
stepped over him, astride his chest.  She lifted the hem of her skirt and
he gave an audible gasp.  There, under the delicate silk gusset of her
knickers could be seen the unmistakable penis!  It looked huge even
although it was not fully erect.

   'Who's first then?' she asked, regarding him with a lecherous grin.
The man, staring, saw that she had lovely long hair.  Dark and flowing with
gentle waves past her shoulders.  His eyes widened when she began
unbuttoning her silky blouse.  Curiosity as well as horror burned in his
eyes as the garment fell open to reveal a pair of exquisite breasts half
cupped with a black bra.  The whole concept of a female sporting a male
member threw him into a confused state. The girl, standing tall and
statuesque, reached behind to unclip the lacy bra.  Transfixed, bedazzled,
he saw the full exposure of her amazing boobs.  They looked perfect,
absolutely fascinating with those prominent nipples surrounded by the dark
aureolas.  Then her hands moved down to the clasp of her skirt.  Slowly,
teasingly, she unclipped the clasp and let the mini-skirt drop down her
long legs.  Again he stared with wide eyes and gaping mouth.  The knickers
she wore were the briefest imaginable, high-waisted and black to match her
bra.  But what captured his sight and troubled attention was the bulge of
the gusset.  It was growing bigger by the second!  He started to get
agitated to see the line of pubic hair above the waist-line of the garment
and hair on each side of the gusset.  His agitation got worse when she took
the waist by her thumbs and began pushing downwards.  Then he gulped
nervously, his eyes bulged as that masculine enormity came into view.  It
sprang out from its confinement as if rejoicing at its freedom.  It then
grew into its full tumescence and all its glory.   To the abducted
victim, it was awesome, frightening and yet fascinating.  It reared up to a
rampant state to reveal the girl's full and well-primed testicles. 
'No...no...no!' he wailed.  The girl merely grinned, took her penis in one
hand and drew the foreskin back to expose the shiny, purplish dome.  

   'Okay, girls, get him ready for me.' At once, the other two stripped him
naked, flinging his clothes away.  They then grabbed a leg each and forced
his knees to his chest lifting his behind off the floor to expose his anus.
As much as he struggled, the young man couldn't escape.  The girl standing
before him threw off her blouse.  She was now as naked as he - a beautiful,
seductive creature with a powerful erection jutting ominously from her
groin.

   She dropped to her knees smiling cruelly, her lovely eyes fixed to his.
He groaned as she placed the dome of her weapon at his anus. 'So you're
not going to lubricate it then?' one of the girls asked as held him ready
and accessible.  'He's going to feel me as I am,' she replied, and gave an
almighty thrust.  The man gave a pained yell as the girl drove her 8" penis
up into his tight, protesting rectum. He closed his eyes for a second
and then opened them to stare pitying ly into hers...but saw no pity, only
a crazed lust.  She began pumping her hips back and forth right up to the
hilt of her violating prick.  He felt every movement, every thrust as it
rammed home, even felt her testicles thumping up against his stretched
buttocks.

   The assault went on for ages...  endlessly for him, and then, with a
gasp, a violent shove and she let out a sensuous sigh.  He knew by the feel
of it that she had ejaculated.  Her moans were proof enough, but he also
felt the quick swelling of the offending enormity in his rectum.  She fell
forward onto him, her face glistening with sweat.  Suddenly, to his
surprise, she clamped her full lips on his and sucked his tongue into her
mouth.  That, her breasts pressed against his chest and her shrinking penis
inside him, he started to feel different, a sense of relief, a sense
sensuality.  That was until the girl's place was taken by one of the pair
holding him.

   He opened his eyes: 'Oh no!' he groaned seeing the second girl divesting
herself.  

   The second assault came with as much force as the first.  Neither had
been gentle, neither shewed any inkling of affection.  All their pretence
of flirtation, friendliness and pleasantries were gone - to be brushed
aside and replaced with savage,lustcrazed rape.  It seemed unreal to him,
seeing it in their eyes, hearing their grunts with every forceful thrust;
and yet, by the sheer beauty of them, the very femininity of their features
from head to toe, so incongruous, so phenominal...and to have massive
pricks, testicles and the brutishness of males.

   The girl, a seductive she-male, rammed herself deep into him with
throaty grunts.  Her beguiling eyes, tastefully lined with kohl regarding
him with a sexual fever.  It wasn't long before beads of sweat appeared on
her forehead, trickled with minute rivulets from her armpits and gave her
breasts a sheen of shimmering gloss.

   When she reached her climax and ejaculated into his bowel, she gave out
a ferocious roar, squeals and then deep-throated grunts as her thick,
viscid semen blasted from her member.  The victim then let out a cry as she
flopped down onto him and buried her sharp teeth into his breast.

   Moments went by as her penis subsided and lost its rampant hard- ness.
He felt it withdraw from his anus with an audible plop.  She lifted her
sweat-sheened body from him that made another suctioning sound.  'God, that
was great,' she murmured, 'So much nicer to fuck an unwilling guy...much
tighter down there.  A nice virgin.'  And now it was the third
girl's turn in the gang-rape.  She had been over an hour with a raging
hard-on and a flaming desire.  Her penis fully erect as she knelt holding
him down.  Her member, quite as awe- some as her companions', had stretched
out eagerly to find solace by touching his head and the side of his face.
The sated girl, although weakened by her excess, quickly changed places and
grinned triumphant ly at the victim's tearful eyes.  He, aware of the
forthcoming third onslaught, groaned with despair: 'No more!' His fundament
felt so abused, torn and ravaged...but the girl had different ideas:

   She asked her friends to release his legs.  'Hold his head.'  She
turned her back to his gaze and squatted astride his heaving chest to
present her smooth-skinned bottom.  He gave a protesting wail as the girl's
anus met his mouth.  Every sense rebelled as he stared at the proffered
orifice.  'No, not that!  I'm not going to!' he gasped in horror.
'You'll do it or I'll bite your tongue off,' came the stern threat.
'And I'll bite your prick off,' added the first girl who had by then
recovered from her hedonistic bliss.

   Terrified by the threats rather than believing, he unhappily extended
his tongue and cringed when it touched the crinkled flanges encircling the
pinched orifice.  He forced himself to lick her anus feeling her balls bob
against his quivering chin.  She was clenching her fist around her meaty
column, jerking it to retain its hardness. 'Come on, get it in, get it
in!' she urged, 'I wanna feel your tongue up my arsehole!  If you don't,
I'll bite it off and you'll see it disappear up there.'

   He shuddered at the thought and frantically delved his tongue as hard as
he could against the ungiving entrance to her rectum.  Then, to his relief
coupled with shame and disgust, she relaxed the sphincter.  The opening
went slack and his tongue slipped in.  At once he grimaced at the tart,
metallic flavour which again roused his fevered disgust.

   'Deeper, deeper!' she demanded huskily, 'I wanna feel it all
inside!'

   For a moment her sphincter clamped over his tongue then loosened its
grip.  He strained every muscle and sinew available to do her de- grading
demand - fearing that she would carry out her dire threat.  Now he began to
wish that she bugger him as the others had; but that was not to be.

   All at once she lifted herself.  He trembled with fear thinking she had
lost patience with him and was going to rip his tongue out because of its
poor performance.  Instead, she turned to face him telling her cohorts to
his head.  There, looming over his face, was her frightening member, a
massive penis topped by its huge glisten- ing dome.  Without any word or
sound of warning she plunged the enormity into his mouth and sent the crown
surging to the back of his throat brushing aside the uvula. 'Now suck
it, you bastard!' she grunted ignoring his pitiful stare. Silently
praying it would not take long, he obeyed her, only able to take a third of
her penis into his mouth.

   Constantly he kept looking up at her, her jutting breasts her feminine
features.  It kept him from feeling sick...an assurance that the monstrous
thing in his mouth was that of...not exactly a male but a female.   He
sucked solid flesh with the urgency of a desperate man until he heard and
sensed her approaching orgasm.  He heard her gasp and utter the words:
'Hold him tightly!' Just as he expected the salvo to spurt she rammed her
penis the whole length into his mouth.  It went way past his throat
entrance and into his gullet as it spewed the contents of her testicles. 
Her bush of pubic hair smothered his nostrils, her balls rested on his
Adam's Apple.  There was nothing he could do. 

   There was a small article in the paper two days later: "A young man's
body was found on Greenwich Common by a man walking his dog.  It is
believed that he was a homosexual and had fallen foul of two or more other
homosexual males and was killed and mutillated.  Police are questioning
known homosexuals in the hope of leads."

   He was, in truth, merely another statistic.

   The end

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