Leah's acquaintance were not actually friends. In fact, they considered eighteen-year-old Leah to be kind of a cunt. What her supporter liked about Leah was that she drove a nice car and was often generous with disbursement her daddy's money on matching outfits, physical composition, and other useless baubles.

Leah was the kind of girl that liked to chase the belated trends. She wore the young way, had her hairsbreadth done in the tardy celebrity way, and participated in all the viral social medium nonsense. These things were the like validation for Leah, who was actually quite an airhead and otherwise performed little in the way of any helpful service to the rest of humanity.

Things came to a capitulum when, during the TikTok trend"Go Big or Go home plate,"Leah made an appointment for Maximizer injectant and increased her tit size to that of a cock-crazed bimbo. Leah's champion could not yield a routine like this and were also jealous of Leah's new, large, phoney tits. Leah's new udders took to the highest degree of the care away from them when they went out, and her new bimbo jug had boy slobbering on themselves to ask her out or lucullan her with unnecessary gifts. It was at this point that they informed Leah of the modish course, one that they were already participating in and far outpacing Leah in.

Candice and Melanie sat around the tiffin tabular array the three of them shared, Candice's telephone set muted and a video playing, when Leah took her hindquarters. The two of them cooed and giggled.

"What are you watching ?"Leah asked.

"Oh, Candice got raped yesterday,"Melanie said.

"Twice,"Candice added."The minute one was too busy raping me to hire a video. I'm just lucky the first clip there were two of them."

"Oh my God !"Leah exclaimed."Are you alright ?"

"Uh, yeah,"Candice said."It was, like, the hottest thing ever !"

"Yeah,"Melanie chimed in."Everyone's doing it. I mean, it's, like, the highest compliment a guy can pay you. If you're so hot that he can't even be bothered to ask if you want it, that's like… super-hot !"

Leah looked at the two of them in utter electrical shock, unaware that the picture had actually been made by Candice's beau and his friend.

"That's horrible,"Leah said."Are you dangerous ?"

Melanie nodded and added,"I hope I can get raped tonight."

"Try the back alleys down on 7th Street. That's where I got raped the mo meter. The first was by two of Chet's protagonist,"Candice explained.

"Your fellow's friends raped you ?"Leah exclaimed.

"Yeah. Chet said they could,"Candice said.

"That's nauseated ! Why would he do that ?"Leah asked.

Candice just shrugged and said,"I guess they think I'm hot."

Leah was repose through the eternal rest of dejeuner, listening to her acquaintance public lecture about getting raped, and how a great deal they couldn't hold to cause it bump again.

* * *

The espouse day, Candice and Melanie were again watching TV of themselves being held down and fucked against their will. These were further fable, but they continued to make Leah marvel if this was, in fact, a course she needed to be in on.

"expression at him go,"Candice said."Isn't a unspoilt raping just the best ?"

On Melanie's screen, a masked man had her shoved against the wall as she struggled and cried, forcing his cock into her and mashing her tits against the brick wall.

"Really scary,"Melanie said,"but I'm up to two now. You ?"

"Four,"Candice said.

"Did you get raped ?"Melanie asked Leah.

"No !"Leah spat.

The two of them shrugged and continued to watch the video.

* * *

The following day, Candice proclaimed that she'd been raped six meter now, while Leah boasted that she was up to four. When Leah admitted that she, still, had not made any effort to get raped, the two of them laughed at her and she blushed.

"I figured you would feature put those melon vine to work by now and outdone us both,"Candice said.

"Hey, do you desire to go over to Karenic's tonight ?"Melanie asked Candice."I hear she'd up to twelve rapings. Maybe she has some tips."

"pit yeah,"Candice agreed."Sorry Leah, she probably won't let you come, since you're not on the Rape Train."

"The Rape train ?"Leah asked.

"Yeah. We're all riding it. Except you, I guess,"Melanie said.

Leah picked at her food for the rest of lunch, sitting alone, as her two friends joined Karen and another radical of young woman. She listened to them jabber on excitedly about their rapings, feeling like a loser.

* * *

Leah felt certain that she did not want to be raped, but she also did not want to be a loser and an Ishmael. That night, after school day, she drove down to 7th Street and, nervously, stepped out of her car. With her heart pounding, she walked down one alley and then another, but the only accostment she received was a panhandler asking for money. She lost her heart and ran back to the car.

At school the future day, she sat alone again as the early lady friend laughed and talked, cracking jokes about all the unraped also-ran. After lunch, she found Candice and Melanie.

"Hey, Leah,"Candice said."Did you gameboard the Brassica napus Train ?"

Leah shook her chief and said,"I tried but… I couldn't do it."

Melanie took in Leah's clothes, which were cunning, but not that provocative and said,"wellspring, you don't exactly belly laugh rape bait. Your new teat look great, but you're not showing them off enough to entice men to desire to overpower you."

Candice agreed, adding,"Yeah. If you want to stop over after school, we can show you how to dress right."

"Really ?"Leah asked, frightened and relieved.

"Sure. Just meet me at my house after school."

* * *

When shoal ended, Leah drove over to Candice's home, where her champion took her upstairs.

"If you want to get on the railroad train, you need to actually face like you're inviting unwanted attention,"Candice said."Here, put this on. I just got it and haven't had a chance to wear down it yet."

She handed Leah a shirt, which read,"Fuck Handles,"across the front. Leah held it up, horrified.

"I can't wear this !"she protested.

"You mean you don't want to fatigue it,"Melanie corrected."If you aren't advertising yourself as a sex physical object, how do you expect people to know that you're a in force rape dupe ?"

"Nobody is making you do this, Leah,"Candice said, rolling her eyes."If you don't want to get on the train, and you don't want help, you can go away. I never expected you to be such a sissy. It's disappointing."

Leah blushed, feeling like a loser. She dithered, but finally pulled her shirt over her head.

"Bra, too,"Melanie said."What kind of rape bait wears a bra ?"

Leah took off the bra, baring her big, slutty bag. She tugged the top over her head, struggling to fit it over her large melons. After some work, she managed to get it on. The shirt was grotesque, stretching lewdly over her titmouse, calling attention to her cleavage, and showing off so much underboob that nearly felt topless.

"It looks dandy on you !"Candice exclaimed."Now, recede the jeans and put on this skirt."

She handed Leah a rigorous mini and added,"No panties."

"What ?"Leah balked.

"Do you really wait that a rapist is going to want to mess with pulling off your blue jean and tearing off your scanty ?"Melanie asked."I made that misidentify my first raping. They just stuffed my torn panties in my mouth, and it took forever to get my jeans down. When you struggle, you don't want him to have to waste metre with pants. It's inconsiderate. Unless you're into getting slapped around a lot more than, in which character I guess blue jean are okay."

"You're really not very secure at this,"Candice said.

Leah sniffled, feeling stupid. She pulled off her blue jean and step-in, then took the skirt and slid it up her legs. The short affair barely covered her wet cunt. As she tugged at the hem she felt embarrassed at being wet, cerebration of getting raped.

"If you wear that to tonight's New twelvemonth's Eve party, I'd be really surprise if you didn't get your first off raping. Maybe even a couple,"Melanie said.

"I can't wear this to the party !"Leah argued."I'm going to get— Oh, right."

The two girls rolled their centre, smirking.

"You should tie your fuzz back in a ponytail,"Candice suggested.

Melanie nodded agreement, adding,"It's a trade good handhold. If there are more than one of them, they can pull on it to give you suck prick better, or just tug on it for fun."

"Are you sure about this ?"Leah asked.

"Absolutely !"Candice said."You might not accept fun at first, but just learn how to cum from it and you'll never want to induce consensual sex again."

"You got off from it ?"Leah asked, disbelieving.

"Totally,"Melanie said."Not the first time, but by the second I was really randy. Hell, I've been wet ever since. There's something your body does, when it's constantly in concern of being taken against your will. It keeps you wet for it. I guess it's form of like a defense reaction mechanism, or something. Whatever."

"You sound like you're in the temper for a hot raping,"Candice said, chuckling.

"Maybe I am,"Melanie admitted.

"You could go cocktease my chum,"Candice suggested."I'm sure he'd love to hold you down again."

"Oh my God ! Really ? Can I take up that other shirt you got ?"Melanie asked.

Candice went back in her closet and pulled out another shirt, handing it to Melanie. As Leah watched, her Friend stripped off her top. She wasn't wearing a bra. Melanie pulled the new shirt over her brain. In red varsity letter across the front it read,"Always Open,"with a little arrow pointing at her cunt.

"Let's go watch,"Candice said to Leah."She's getting really dear at this."

Leah, fidgeting, followed the two lady friend from the room. They descended the stone's throw and crept to the living room. Candice and Leah watched from the doorway, while Melanie rounded the couch to stand in front of Candice's brother.

"What ?"he asked, pulling his eyes from the TV.

"You're not going to apologize for what you did to me ?"Melanie asked.

"No. You were asking for it,"he responded."It looks like you're asking for it again."

Melanie shook her headway and said,"I am not ! I dress how I want. That doesn't give you the right to do whatever you want. I want you to say you're sorry."

"What if I don't ?"

"Then I'll… I'll tell your parents what you did to me !"Melanie shouted.

He stood up, his imposing bulk towering over the girl. As Candice and Leah watched, he reached out and grabbed Melanie's tress in his hand. She yelped but he pulled her toward him and put his big arm around her waist.

"No !"Melanie screamed."Let me go !"

He didn't listen. Instead, he chuckled and forced her onto her knee joint on the couch. Melanie whimpered and struggled, which prompted him to put his weight on her, crushing her physical structure against the cover of the couch. With the girl pinned, he quickly tugged off his shirt, grabbed both of her wrist, and used it to tie them together.

"Don't !"Melanie protested."Please don't ! I'm sorry ! Just let me go. Don't do it again !"

"It's so hot,"Candice whispered."She's really good, right ?"

Leah felt horrified, but she nodded.

Candice's brother tugged roughly on Melanie's braiding, making her squeak, then he pushed her question down into the book binding of the couch cushion and undo his knickers with his free handwriting. Leah couldn't try his slide fastener over the phone of Melanie's muffled protest, but she did hear when those protests turned into a shriek. Melanie's battle became more vigorous, and Leah knew that he was fucking her friend.

"You cockteasing slut,"he growled."This is your own fault. Coming around here, flaunting your wet bitch and those fucking tits."

He began to violently forge Melanie's fuckhole, holding her drumhead down, his other handwriting gripping her bound arms tightly. Soon, her wow turned to whimpers and Leah thought she might be crying.

"Touch your cunt,"Candice whispered.

Leah looked at her in horror, her eyes moving downward, where she could see Candice masturbating herself under her shortly skirt.

"What ?"she hissed.

"Do it. Get yourself off while he rapes her,"Candice urged.

Reluctantly, Leah put her helping hand under her annulus and touched her puss. It was already wet. She could hear Melanie's whine turning into moans. The audio of the older boy's pelvis slapping against Melanie's ass came in jackhammer quick spurts. He was really laying into her.

"Fucking jade,"he said."Fucking cockteasing little slut."

The auditory sensation of Candice's fingers working in her wet cunt made Leah feel ill, even as she did the Same. This felt wrong. She couldn't understand why her pussy was wet as she watched her ally get raped, but she couldn't deny it was happening.

"Yeah, you see ?"Candice's comrade said and laughed."You're fucking cumming, you trivial Brassica napus doll."

Candice moaned as Melanie whimpered and thrashed, orgasming around his cock.

"See ?"she whispered to Leah."Did you ever cum that fast from some guy giving you a consensual fuck ?"

Leah had to admit to herself that she had not. She was not the most experienced little girl but orgasming from sex was not a common thing for her. Certainly, it had never happened within a few minutes. She rubbed her bitch harder.

Candice's brother pulled Melanie up and turned her around, then forced her onto her back on the couch. Leah couldn't be sure, but it looked like Melanie's cheek was streaked with dry tears.

"No ! No more !"she cried.

There came the sound of a slap and then Melanie moaned again. Now, the only thing that Leah could see was Melanie's legs kicking in the air as he fucked her, and she groaned. She could hear the wet squishing of Melanie's cunt as he assaulted it with his rooster, driving himself into her over and over, crushing her under his weightiness, until her legs shook, and she orgasmed again.

"Fuck,"Candice hissed and she came on her fingers.

Leah had become engrossed in the horrible scene, too, and when she followed Candice's climax with her own, she felt dirty. A mo later, Candice's pal groaned and stopped.

"Don't !"Melanie cried."Not in me !"

They watched her wooden leg twitch again, and then he got off of her.

"If you tell anyone, the next time it's going to be your ass,"he said."Get the fuck out."

Melanie staggered to her feet, her hair in confusedness, clothes askew, and she stumbled from the room. She staggered past Leah with a triumphal smirk. Candice and Leah followed her up the steps, as drops of semen leaked from her fuckhole. Once they were in Candice's bedroom once more, she dipped her digit into her cunt and extracted some of the cum, then fed it into her mouth.

"That was totally hot !"Candice cried.

"That's number eight !"Melanie boasted."I can probably get over a dozen at the company tonight."

"See, Leah ?"Candice said."It's not so hard."

Leah, flushed, confused, and scared, simply nodded.

* * *

Leah arrived with her two ally at the New Year's Eve party, unaware that all of the Guest were in on the frightening plan to convey the uppity cunt down a few pegs. She felt like a jade in the whorish apparel, anticipating her number one raping, but her dedication to chasing the trend and her bare, wet kitty, wouldn't allow her to game out. No one would respect her if she did. She'd have no ally if she wasn't riding the Brassica napus Train.

Her pump hammered as she danced with her Quaker, cockteasing all the son at the company. Periodically, Candice, Melanie, Karenic, or one of the other girls would disappear for longer than it took to use the restroom. When they returned, they were disheveled and wiping snag away. Leah could hear them whispering to one another, sometimes glancing her direction while hiding smiles. They were all getting raped, but Leah wasn't.

After the first brace of hr, at least five of the girls had been raped and Leah began to sense very unquiet. She still avoided going to the wash room or being alone anywhere, but the giggles and looks were getting hard to disregard. Finally, she couldn't hold it anymore. Glancing about, she hurried to the bathroom and did her business. In the mirror, she noted that she looked very rapeable, but she felt uncertain about actually being forcibly fucked.

Carefully, she eased the doorway open and looked both ways. The hall was empty. She left, hurrying back to the party. When she passed by an open bedroom, though, someone reached out and pulled her inside. She screamed, but someone slapped her face. Another set of sleeve encircled her waist and lifted her off of her foot, then they tossed her on the bed.

"No !"she shouted and heard two disport chuckles.

"Just be skillful, roll in the hay handgrip,"one of them said from the dark.

"No one wants to hurt you, slut,"the other said."Not much."

Leah tried to get up, but they were faster. One of them pushed her onto her tits on the mattress, while the other moved behind her and put his legs over hers, forcing them apart. She heard rustling and then she screeched into the mattress as his cock entered her. The man holding her laughed.

"Damn, fop,"her raper exclaimed,"She's ass wet for it."

"soma,"said the man holding her."Only a slut gets tit this big. You've been begging for this, haven't you Leah ?"

"No ! Please !"Leah pleaded, whimpering and struggling.

The man pushed his cock deeper and then put his free weight on her back and hammered her pussy in harsh, hard CVA. Leah bucked and yelped as he fucked her, pumping his hips against her rounded ass. She felt snag on her impertinence as he thrust angrily into her cockhole, until she felt his prick saccade inside of her.

"Fuck yeah,"he groaned.

"Oh, no !"Leah protested."Pull it out !"

Of path, he didn't listen.

The two of them quickly switched property and then her cunt was stuffed with a second pecker. Her bit rapist wrapped her ponytail in his clenched fist and jerked her head back, making her yip as he pounded his meat into her. Leah grunted, and groaned, her neck set back awkwardly as he rammed his tool home with no regard for her comfort.

"Fuck, I'm gon na cum in this slut,"he muttered.

"Don't ! Please !"Leah begged.

He groaned and held her tightly as his cock spasmed and put down hard salvo of semen, pasting her already gooey channel with Sir Thomas More lump batter.

"bastard,"he said."I'm gon na have to get minute of this pussycat later."

The two of them left her there in the dark and returned to the party. Leah, her slit sore and leaking kindling, shambled off of the bed and returned to the restroom. She wiped at the sperm flowing from her hole. She'd gotten on the Brassica napus Train, with two consecutive fuckings, but she didn't quite palpate the signified of achievement that she felt she should have. She just felt rape and flash. She hadn't even cum, like Melanie and Candice said she would. She wiped the smeared makeup and tears from her eyes, straightened her clothes, and returned to the party.

"I want to go home,"she whispered to Candice, who she found dancing with Melanie.

"Why ?"Candice asked.

"I just got raped ! Twice ! I want to go house,"Leah said, sniffling.

"Oh my God ! You did it ! You petty slut !"

"Two at once ?"Melanie proclaimed."Welcome on board the Rape wagon train !"

Leah felt so garbled. She hadn't actually enjoyed the experience, but the girls seemed to think it was smashing. Despite feeling violated, Leah did feel a modest pang of acceptance.

"You're, like, way behind,"Candice said."You need to catch up."

Melanie nodded and added,"I think we can help."

"I don't know,"Leah said.

The two young lady ignored her and dispersed into the crew. Leah stood by awkwardly, looking over the mingling guests, wondering which unity had raped her. When her ally returned, it was with Karen in tow.

"Hey newbie,"Karenic said."I hear you're on the gear ! semen with me."

"Where are we going ?"Leah asked as the fille pulled her along.

"We're going to assist you catch up !"Karen exclaimed excitedly.

"I don't think I want to,"Leah argued.

"Duh ! That's the whole full point,"Candice said."It's not a real raping if you want it."

"But you wanted it,"Leah said, confused.

Candice didn't solution. The three of them pushed Leah into the bedchamber once more, where Melanie and Candice shoved her onto the bed and pinned her arms.

"What are you doing ?"Leah cried."Let me up !"

Karenic went to the door and looked out, giggled, and a moment later, she returned with two more boys from the political party. They took off their bloomers and pulled out their cocks.

"No ! Don't let them !"Leah protested.

"That's good Leah !"Melanie said."Make them think you don't want it. It makes it really fun."

"I don't !"Leah cried and struggled against the girls holding her down.

One of the men mounted Leah's stupendous chest and slapped his hard cock against her mouth.

"outdoors, Leah,"Candice urged."Unless you want him to slap you until you do."

Leah, reluctantly, opened her oral fissure and allowed the man to push his pecker into it. Karen held one of her legs for the minute man, who guided his pecker to her fuckhole and shoved it inside. Leah babbled incoherently around the dick in her sass. Her oral rapist simply placed his handwriting on the back of her straits and held it in billet as he fucked her suckhole. Between her legs, the man bottomed out in her with a groan of pleasure and then began to pump his cock into her in scant, knockout stab while Karen played with her clit.

Leah struggled and bucked uselessly, the overload of pleasure a total contrast to the repugnance and veneration in her mind.

"I want you to cum from it,"Karen said."Cum actual undecomposed, Leah. Make the nice men happy and cum."

Leah did not want to cum, but what her consistence wanted, and her intellect wanted seemed to be at odds. As the man assaulted her cunt and Karen frigged her push, she moaned around the cock in her rima oris and, reluctantly, orgasmed from her third rape.

"Good strumpet,"Melanie said.

"That's a good rape doll,"Candice added.

"Fuck yes,"Karen exclaimed."Let it go, bitch."

Leah did let it go, her bitch squeezing her raper's cock as he moaned around the one in her backtalk. Her body bucked and shook as she came, teardrop of humiliation and violation flowing. Then, she came again as the two men began to blurt out into her in concert, filling her mouth and her pussy with more sperm.

When the man on her dresser moved, she watched with repulsion as the man in her cunt was swiftly replaced with another. Behind him stood a line of business, waiting their turn to take her, to use her, to force their cocks into her and unload more than unenviable cum into her unwilling cunt. The man jammed his hard-on into her and pumped away roughly, grabbing her tits in his hand and clinging tightly to them as he fucked her. Cum spilled from the niche of her mouth as she sniffled and jerked, trying to get away.

"quintet down,"Candice whispered in her ear as she held her arms.

"Eighteen to go,"Melanie added."Welcome aboard the Rape Train."

tears, Leah came again as the man groaned and filled her with cum.

* * *

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