Imagine being auctioned to a group of monsters. It's for charity, they said. It's just a date, they said. But the way they are looking at you with their teeth showing and almost drooling over you... it doesn't sound like they'd be happy with only a date. And as the night moves along and the bids get higer and higer, you can feel their hunger in the air, wanting more, desiring more... You can see some of them strocking their dicks over their pants already, their erections so big you know they are craving to fuck you even if it's right there, in the middle of town. But when the bid is closed, and you ask the organized who won "a date" with you, she only smiles darkly and answers: "the pack".
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