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At first - she feels awkward when he asks her not to wear a shirt when it's only just them, but feels bad saying no because he paid good money for them. With time she stops caring and parades around the house shirtless, and it becomes their norm.

But then their parents leave for a couple of weeks, and her bras start to mysteriously going missing. And yet - she still goes shirtless out of habit.

He pushes that boundary slowly, he doesn't want to spook her and lose his favourite free porn. He makes a comment here and there, compliments how perky they are, how her girlfriend must be obsessed with them, how hypnotising her puffy nipples look when she's going down the stairs...

She doesn't say anything back, but her rosy cheeks and quickened breath tell him everything.

So he finally tells her what her parading around is doing to him and begs her to just this once let him get off to them with her in the room. She very reluctantly says yes, but only if she won't have to look at it.

Except when he pulls his shorts down and his thick, meaty cock bounces up, she can't look away. He doesn't say anything, he just starts to move his fist up and down, milking drop, after drop of precum. Moaning louder and louder, loosing himself in the view in front of him, painting a degrading picture with his words... A picture that doesn't reach his precious little sister's ears, because she's too focused on his cock, and he just knows... His little sister might claim she's a dyke, but she's also cock obsessed.

She doesn't say anything when he pulls her closer, when he spreads her legs and pushes her panties to the side, when he slaps his dick on her clit a few times...

Only when he's balls deep in her leaking goldstar cunt - she starts to hear his obscene words, but now it's too late. She knows she lost...

You could just be walking down the street and a man tells you to show him your tits. You can be a good girl and expose yourself to everyone in public... or he will reveal them by force. Either way, you're still getting stared at - though if you annoy him enough, he may need to teach you your place by stuffing your pussy right there in the street and showing everyone how your tits flop around as he fucks you. You'd better learn to be obedient if you want to get to work any time soon. Or at the very least, how to stop your sloppy cunt from cumming uncontrollably around every cock that enters it... I mean, you can't blame everyone for stopping and staring when you look so pathetic speared by a man.

Or on the train, a man could decide he wants to fuck you there, rubbing his cock under your skirt before pulling your panties aside and filling you up. Everyone on the train would immediately notice, but no one would do anything to stop it. In fact, most of the men on the train would cheer, or pull out a camera to film your erotic slutty face as you get raped. Maybe one of them would order you to moan loudly and tell everyone how good it feels, else he'll rape you next. The assault won't ever end until you give into their demands and humiliate yourself. Oh, and your stop? Well, you missed that long ago.

And what about services? While men can easily shop with just money, women aren't allowed to buy anything without offering their body, of course. Maybe the local shop requires every woman to pull down her panties and spread her pussy for the cashier to see whilst moaning a specific phrase, like "my greedy cunt gets so wet when you look at it, sir". Or maybe a gym requires all women to be sufficiently edged to enter, meaning a man will finger her cunt to check she's wet enough. After all, horny brain-dead girls make the best eye candy for men. And if she's not... Well, the next few hours will be spent fixing that, won't they?

Oh, and you'd better hope you don't look too enticing. Once you get caught in a public gangrape, the rest of your day is essentially gone, along with the last of your dignity. Not to mention the photos and videos soon to be all over the internet <3

Darling, you are preaching. To. The. CHOIR!!!

Imagine a Werewolf who corners you in a bar over near the pool tables, challenging you to a game. Plays a round or two with you, clearly letting you win but you lean into the bit anyway. The two of you getting closer and closer with each turn.

Your ass leaning back into his crotch. Pretending to gasp as you hit the balls while at the same time you pop your hips. So obviously coming onto him. He chuckles lowly and molds his chest to your back.

Growling out a deep, “You’re pretty confident for a virgin.”

It has the hair on the back of your neck rising and pussy tingling with awareness. Fluttering around nothing as if already imagining him taking your virginity for himself.

“H-how did you know?” You stutter out as his claws dig into your wide hips, dragging you further back into his growing erection.

You stay deathly still as he nuzzles into your neck, taking a long and very loud whiff of your neck. A deep rumble rolling through his chest, very pleased with what he smells. You can feel him growing harder against you and you gush with arousal, quickly soaking your panties through.

“Can smell it,” he rasps and you shiver at that.

He offers to take you back to his place where he can make your first time good and fuck you as hard as possible. Promising you’ll get so much dick you don’t know what to do with it. So of course you agree and it’s better than you can even imagine.

The Werewolf can’t stop lapping up your sweet slick, his wide tongue hitting everywhere you need. When you’re ready for him he takes it nice and slow, a rough snarl leaving him as he feels your hymen give away to his force. He works you down on his massive cock in small strokes, sinking another inch with each rock of his hips.

He waits with the strength of a hundred men for you to adjust to size. But once you do he is absolutely slamming his cock deep inside your depths, making sure your cunt will be molded to the shape of him by the end of the night.

As you get closer to the edge you start to feel a heavy weight slap against you as your hips meet his. It pushes insistently at your entrance, just begging to be let inside.

“What—ah fuck!— what is that?” You ask, mind lost in endless pleasure.

The Werewolf looks borderline feral above you, his jaw snapping wildly at the air as drool dribbles from his maw. He uses his hold on your hips to slam you down even hard on his length and that’s when you start to feel it sinking inside you, making his tip smash against your cervix during each thrust.

“What do you think it is, pretty? It’s my knot. And you’re gonna take it like a good breeding bitch, yeah?”

You can only mewl in response, pleasure bursting from his words, and making your head spin. Your body begins to shake beneath him and with only a couple more thrusts he has you coming hard all over his cock. He lets out a long howl, his knot swelling up inside of you before he’s releasing spurt after spurt of cum. Grinding his cock as far in as it can go so that his hot semen splashes against your womb.

The two of you wait in a mess of limbs, his knot plugging you up so perfectly. Making sure his cum takes. When it finally goes back down he slips out of you, watching with a deep satisfaction as his cum drips from your entrance. He chuckles at the sight and gives your thick thigh an affectionate pat.

“Ready to go again?”

Your eyes widen, sweating you must’ve heard him wrong. You could barely feel your legs. They were shaking so badly. There’s no way you could go again so soon. You were already gonna be so insanely sore.

“You want to go again?”

Luckily the Werewolf chuckles and shakes his head. You start to sigh in relief but something in his eyes has it trailing off into a slight gasp. He rolls his tongue over his teeth, his expression curling into a smirk. With a jut of his chin he signals toward the door.

when they arrive at our place, im perfectly passable - binding, boy clothes, beard, fully masc. they don't even suspect i might be a fakeboy and treat me like "one of the boys" the whole time

it all goes well until im in the middle of telling a story and you snap your fingers and say, "tits"

i blush. now? but you promised! but you give me a stern look. you own me, and you can do whatever you want. you kept your promise, you let me introduce myself as a boy. you never said you'd let me keep the farse afterwards

i blush and take off my shirt and binder, and your friends gape

"dude", one of them says, "no way"

"i promise, it's an actual fakeboy with tits and everything. just feel them, you'll see they're real"

they start squeezing and gropping and pinching my tits. "dude, i can't believe this! i had no idea she was a girl". "i know, she's such a good liar", as they bend me over and pull down my pants and boxers to reveal my wet pussy. "fuck, and she likes this"

they fuck all my holes, pull my hair, spit on my face, all while my boobs are exposed to be played with. you talk about what a slut i am like im not even there, and i can do nothing but take it and whine

You could just be walking down the street and a man tells you to show him your tits. You can be a good girl and expose yourself to everyone in public... or he will reveal them by force. Either way, you're still getting stared at - though if you annoy him enough, he may need to teach you your place by stuffing your pussy right there in the street and showing everyone how your tits flop around as he fucks you. You'd better learn to be obedient if you want to get to work any time soon. Or at the very least, how to stop your sloppy cunt from cumming uncontrollably around every cock that enters it... I mean, you can't blame everyone for stopping and staring when you look so pathetic speared by a man.

Or on the train, a man could decide he wants to fuck you there, rubbing his cock under your skirt before pulling your panties aside and filling you up. Everyone on the train would immediately notice, but no one would do anything to stop it. In fact, most of the men on the train would cheer, or pull out a camera to film your erotic slutty face as you get raped. Maybe one of them would order you to moan loudly and tell everyone how good it feels, else he'll rape you next. The assault won't ever end until you give into their demands and humiliate yourself. Oh, and your stop? Well, you missed that long ago.

And what about services? While men can easily shop with just money, women aren't allowed to buy anything without offering their body, of course. Maybe the local shop requires every woman to pull down her panties and spread her pussy for the cashier to see whilst moaning a specific phrase, like "my greedy cunt gets so wet when you look at it, sir". Or maybe a gym requires all women to be sufficiently edged to enter, meaning a man will finger her cunt to check she's wet enough. After all, horny brain-dead girls make the best eye candy for men. And if she's not... Well, the next few hours will be spent fixing that, won't they?

Oh, and you'd better hope you don't look too enticing. Once you get caught in a public gangrape, the rest of your day is essentially gone, along with the last of your dignity. Not to mention the photos and videos soon to be all over the internet <3