She was posting in her blog once again about her idea and plans for her future self. She wanted to search like a complete and stereotypical bimbo. Big pinhead, big hairsbreadth, luck of curves, and when necessary the clueless facial expression. She posted pictures in her blog all the fourth dimension of what she thought of as the eccentric of bimbo she wanted to become. She was getting buff all the sentence and some of them making donations to help her with her transformation. Along with her"bimbo"pictures, which were always sexy and kinky, she posted some prohibited moving picture as well. She wanted her followers to sleep together that yes, wanted to look like a bimbo, but deep down she was not. Her taboo pictures ranged from incestuous to bestiality.

What she didn't know though, was that she had developed a following of individuals that not only understood her views, but accepted them as well. These mortal liked both of her aspects and would always love her pictures and even on function send encouraging messages. The only thing she did not actualize, is that these individuals were also a very fuddled knit group among themselves. And that they also happened to know nearby to her too.

So it happened one Night, one of them got injured and reluctantly went to the nearest hospital. Only a few went with the injured one for backing as well as to aid in something much magnanimous. As the staff took caution of the injured member of the grouping, a nurse was recognized. They watched her while waiting for their friend. They made sure that his blood was not kept and their secret was kept once again. They also started watching the nurse.

Day turned into hebdomad as the observation was maintained. Mostly they watched from smashing distance. After watching her long enough they decide to nominate their move. She makes a billet complaining about having to work a long week and that once it is done she will get a yearn break. Seems she had to cover for some nurses going on vacation and one going onto maternity leave which resulted in her working for eleven days straight. The group decides to lay down their move on the morning of day 12, which is supposed to pop five sidereal day off of work.

She walks out of the hospital and walk over to a small eating place she frequents on her end working day. She eats a effete meal and drives abode. The whole sentence she is followed by them. She arrives home and enters her pocket-sized house. She tries to call on the visible radiation on, but nothing happens. As she goes to the lap breaker to see if something is wrong, she suddenly feels a sharp poke to her neck and it all goes black and silent.

She wakes up several 60 minutes later. As her mastermind starts to waken and orient itself, things don't flavor right. First, she opens her eyes and it is almost pitch black and calm. She looks around and actualize she is not in her bed practically less her room. She sits up in the bed and realizes she has no clothes on and there is something crustlike and sweetened smelling on her bare chest. She runs her hands over it to discover that it covers all of her torso and down her sides. She feels the bed and can feel some moistness around where her body was resting.

She lilt her legs around to get out of the bed and stands up. The floor feels like stone, not like a concrete floor, but a rock storey. She tries to look around More, hoping she can see something after hers eyes have adjusted, but she ineffectual to distinguish anything around her. She stretches her arms out and finger some botheration and discomfort in her speed branch, almost like she was held down for a long meter from individual over her. She shakes the genius off and takes a few footfall forward until she feels a wall. She steps a little closer and starts to follow the wall into a corner. She does this until she finds an hatchway. There is no frame so she starts to believe that is in some form of cave. A quiver runs through her body and against cause, her tit hard and protract from her tits. She continues past the opening night to get the rough size of it of the way fixed in her head. While she has done this, she does not feel any early trappings in the room.

As she arrives at the other incline of the bed, she stops and sits down. She once again looks around the elbow room, hoping to influence more. It is still as dark and still. She ponders where she is and runs her hands over the remainder of her dead body. She feels small splashes of early crusty residual as well as she feels indentations in her upper arms. She smiles a little as she recognizes it to be marks left from rope bondage. She feels More at the middle of her thighs, sura and her ankles. So she now knows she was tied up at some compass point. Instead of affright taking hold, which for most sane women this would happen, she just smiles deep and giggles slightly. The middle from the hallway nods at her reaction and silently footprint away.

"You were properly, she is not panicking about being taken. In fact she was smiling after she felt the rope score and the numerous total of dried cum left on her body. She was not putting up a front or lying about her wants and desires."

A man leans forward from his chair and grins widely."I am happy to hear this, as will the others. Let us be good horde and bring her something to eat and salute. Take care of her child needs. If she has dubiousness, bring her to me."

"Yes Alpha."The diluent man silently pads away and does as he is commanded.

She is sitting on the bed, rocking slightly, when she hears person coming. She looks to the hatchway and sees a easy approaching. She turns her headspring then covers her eyes with her mitt. She feels someone enter the room and slowly she opens her finger's breadth to let her eye adjust to the sparkle. Once she is acclimated, she lowers her deal. She doesn't try to cover herself, she feels that would just be unpointed and look silly. Her trunk has obviously been seen by whoever is here.

Before stands a thin Loretta Young man, maybe five groundwork and six in marvellous. He has long black fuzz, a retentive byssus and moustache, his optic are a brightly blue air and seem to appear uncomfortable in the bright lady he has provided. He holds a wooden tray in his hands that is piled senior high with kernel, simoleons, tall mallow, and on the side looks like a small pitcher with a fluid in it. Her stomach growls, against her intimate commands, and she licks her sass. She watches his bare chest expand in a deep breath.

In a rough voice,"I have brought you nutrient and drink. When you are done, I will subscribe you someplace to scavenge yourself."He steps to bed and puts the tray down and then retreats to a street corner close to the opening. She sees that he is only wearing a small breechcloth made out of some sort of animal pelt. He is also nude foot and looks to take a few scar along his tibia and his forearms. He sits back on his haunches and watches her.

She scoots over to attend at the solid food on the tray. She takes a big slab of chopped gist and bites into it. It is tender and sweet and taste better than anything she has eaten in years. She suddenly realizes how hungry she is and starts to eat in earnest. She grabs bread and tears into, and enjoys the perceptiveness of homemade bread. After various minutes of eating she reaches over for the pitcher and boozing deeply. It is realise and fair water tasting as good as the meat and kale. She devours all the food provided and finishes the water system. She looks over to see the man smiling and wonders why. She looks down at herself as best as she can and catch nothing wrong.

He continues to smile more, stands slowly and steps over to grab the tray. She tries to seize at his manus but he moves warm than her. He is standing in the door and his smile is gone."I will direct you to get clean now. Follow me, closely. And please don't try to run away."

He moves slowly away, waiting for her to follow him. When she doesn't he returns."Please, you will want to get clean before meeting the others."

She stands up and follows him as he walks away again. She looks around and sees that there are lights embedded into the rock ceiling. He leads her down a prospicient hallway with many other initiative along the way. Some have cloth inside and blocking vista, to the highest degree don't. Finally they arrive in a magnanimous communal room. He stops and says,"Please postponement here a moment."He steps into another opening and walk away quickly.

She looks around the room and sees that it resembles a room similar to what she had in college. several different eccentric of chairperson, a few couches, and in one corner was computer pillar and good size monitor. On the face-to-face bulwark was a big screen TV mounted on the bulwark. As soon as she finishes looking around, the tightly fitting man returns and grinning.

He steps over to another opening in the big room and gesture for her to accompany him once again. As they move down the student residence she is looking around and trying to determine where they are. He leads her to a elbow room that resembles a footlocker room shower and directs her to clean up. She hesitates, then realizes that she is already nude and it would feel good to get all the dried up spunk off of her body. She steps under a showerhead and reaches to turn it on, she squeals as the moth-eaten piss hits her body and the boney man just laughs at her. After a few seconds it warms up a little, but does not get any hotter. She sees dispensers for grievous bodily harm and shampoo so proceeds to get white as quick as she can. As soon as she is done the man throws her a towel and waits.

Once she is done he grabs her handwriting and starts to lead her further down the corridor, she thinks that it turns, but is not really sure enough. After a couple of instant she is lead into a large sleeping accommodation where an elderly man is sitting on a large wooden chairwoman with wolves carved into it. The skinny man steps up to the older man, bows slightly and introduces her to"The Alpha ”.

The man steps out of his president and down to look the woman over. He is proud of to see that she has prissy curvature already and is certain that she will look better with prominent tits. He paws at her physique, digging sharp ride nails along her skin. He leans in and snuff at her and lets out something exchangeable to a growl. Finally, he steps behind her and reaches around to grab at her breast. She tenses up when she feels his bare prick light touch against her ass. Without thinking, she pushes her ass back into him and she feels his cock twitching from her actions. He leers at then smiles.

"She is acceptable, definitely need to get her tits bigger, preferably a natural way. Put her in with the boys."

She looks around at the few others in the bedchamber and fear starts to fill her body. She form of liked his comment, but the tone he used made her very nervous. She is tip down the Asaph Hall and definitely around a few corners into she is pushed into a large elbow room with very few lights. She looks into the opening, and can smell out testosterone galore. She is very sealed that there are many boys in the room and probably a lot of men too. She looks to the skinny man and hesitates. He pushes her in and a door is closed behind her.

Her eyes adjust to the small measure of light and as they do she can see that there are indeed many men and boys in the room. It is much bighearted then she thought it would be. Against one corner is a very large bed, braggy than she has seen before. various men are standing around it and already begin to advert and stroke their growing turncock. She worries about how many are there, but she is not scared.

A couple of boys ill-treat up her, look her in the eyes and instead of fearfulness like so many charwoman before her, her optic instead are filled with lust. They suddenly start howling and quickly all of them are howling low and thick. Almost like beast she has seen on TV. She is then grabbed by the son roughly as they pull her to the bed. As she is tossed into the middle of the massive bed, male bodies move onto the bed as well and they all start to relate her.

She is overwhelmed with sensations of hands touching and groping, oral cavity kissing and tasting her pulp. glossa touching all of her skin in some way or another, her body is responding even with her falter. She thinks about how she is always messaging about this exact experience or something similar, and now faced with it, she is not sure she is ready.

The male specimens around concern less whether she is ready and as she hesitates, their primal motivation kick in. She is suddenly snap up and flipped around with majuscule comfort and there are shaft in face. Many of them, belittled to large and short-change to fat. One pushes forwards and touches her back talk. She keeps her mouth closed, out of fear as well as curiosity. A hand grabs her wet hair and pulls operose on it. She yelps out in pain in the neck and the dick rams into her mouth. Her dentition rubbish across it, but that does not appear to even slow down the man attached to it. He starts to move his shaft in and out of her back talk and she doesn't hesitate anymore.

She feels the hot flesh of cocks rubbing across her flesh, pressing into her. cock pressed against her mamilla, squishing into her ass and second joint. hands groping, pinching, pulling, twisting her nipples and tit flesh from all angles. Hands sliding between her leg and feeling the fluids begin to flow as her consistence take to the attending of so many cocks and workforce. She pulls away from the stopcock just long enough to mewl out…"Use me !"

Grunts and howls fill the room and a intimate frenzy vibrates through everyone. Energy radiates from all the bodies. She loses herself to the wiz and becomes limp. Her judgment wanders and then flares… this is what I have always wanted. This is my purpose. She moans and groan with all the touching and tasting and pressures. Very soon she feels a hammer in her ass, one in her kitty-cat, the one fucking her lip and throat, as well as peter in her hands and pressed against her font and trunk. She can not even fathom how all of them are touching her or even how many there are. She yields to the primal energies and left it wash over her.

instant stretch into hr, she can feel cum sliding down her body, fluids dripping from her ass and cunt as they are being pumped total. She has lost counting of her own coming, and has even moved to a state of matter of euphoric walking on air. As her intellect effort to revolve around and pore, she starts to shit a realisation, there is fur touching her.

She moves her head around, trying to open her heart only to realize they are almost glued shut with cum. She lets a stopcock go from her compensate paw to rake across her typeface to clear her eye. A moan of frustrating quickly follows. As she clears her eyes, she looks around to see that everyone touching her is covered in fur or really long hairsbreadth. Her number 1 thoughts are that they are wearing fur lawsuit. She lets her head fall back onto the bed and is swept away with pleasance and annoyance. She feels two cocks squeezing into her dickhead at the same time and her mind decides it is time to shut out down and she loses consciousness.

She awakens to her body being washed. It is soft and soft. She slowly opens her eyes to see she is in a pocket-sized pool that is feed by a waterfall. She is surrounded by womanhood of assorted nationalities. They are all chatting quietly as they are bathing her. When they notice she is arouse they step up and sooth her. They speak quietly and control her that she is okay. Her consistence is bruised, she can experience well-nigh of them already forming. They must have continued after she passed out until they were all spent. An older womanhood stairs into the puddle and approaches the woman. All the others fall back a bit and wait.

"I am glad to see that you are awake. I was worried they had broken you. I am going to give you some medicine to help with the aching and painful sensation as well as examine you to bring in sure you are very well everywhere. Do you have any questions, besides the obvious ?"

She tries to verbalize, her throat is sore and raw. She is finally capable to skreak out,"Where am I ?"

The woman waves for another cleaning woman to approach."You are in the mountains obviously, right now I will not tell you anymore. Alpha has program and if you continue to survive, and not severely injured after taking on the boys, Sir Thomas More will be revealed to you. I can secern you this though, most of what has happened to you, it is because you yourself asked for it. Now be a trade good dear and drink this, it will taste ugly, but this will serve your pharynx and more."

She drinks the concoction handed to her and sputter, almost spitting it out. The matronly woman waves her script in the negative. It slides down her pharynx, and besides the taste, she can palpate soothing sensations spread from her throat to her neck and then her solid body. She wonders what is in since she has never felt anything like this in her life.

"Will I ever be allowed to go home ?"She is able to ask with little discomfort or pain.

"Why would you want to ”, is murmured from all of the women and girl around her.

The matronly woman moves between her legs,"In clip you will empathize, now please relax I need to exam your cervix."After a few minute of arc of uncomfortableness, the charwoman moves away."You are delicately dear. I will secernate Alpha that you need more than eternal rest today, as well as a good repast. Let these young ladies finish taking fear of you and they will contribute you to where you will be staying from now on. Toddles."

The womanhood finish bathing her, telling her about how spirit is so much simpler here than it ever was before they came here. As the evening progresses she notices that all of the women have heavy, large breasts, exactly like she wants for herself. They finish her foresightful bathing tub and helper to cut back in a simple gown that can be easily discarded. She follows them into a room near the pool. She sees that there are few fitting but it does not disoblige the others. They show her around and get her companion with the early womanhood present as well as what is expected of her.

She is told that she is here to pleasure the men, boys, and if she is lucky the Alpha. She sits on some pillows and ponders what she is told. Minutes later a toll rings and they all get up and rush out. She follows them slowly to a large kitchen where they are given directions and chores for a repast preparation. When all is done, they serve the meal to a elbow room to the full of males of various long time and nationalities. When they are done, the senior women tell them to commence cleaning and when finished will be feed.

At the end of the day she is exhausted, not having performed that form of work ever. She follows the other Young char back to their quarters. She falls at peace quickly, having ambition of strange furred men fucking her. She wakes up a pair of clock time, not sure if she is afraid or excited about the dreams.

Days pass by before she sees the skinny man from she first arrived. She is starting to get used to her new sprightliness and quickly sees why none of the women really want to depart. She finds herself actually happy in this community where she is told what to do, when to do it, and the expectations are not unmanageable to keep up. The skinny man takes her from the kitchen and down the corridor. She realizes that she is being taken before the Alpha once again. This meter she is not afraid, she has seen him at meals, but he has never acknowledged her beyond demanding Thomas More solid food or drink.

Her nerves build as she wonders what is going to happen. The cheeseparing man escorts her in, then leaves quietly. She looks around the way once again, no longer in fear. She sees brute skin on the walls and across the floor and the large majestic wooden chair carved with Friedrich August Wolf. She does not see Alpha, but hears him issue forth into the way as she is looking around.

"I am please you survived the son. You have proven that you are worthy to be with us and ready for your changes. The boys wish to have you again tonight and aunty says you are strong enough again. I hope you will love tonight as lots as you did the first."He waves her away and sits on his monumental chairman.

The skinny man steps in and leads her away from Alpha and down the room with"the boys ”. She enters the room and again smells the hormone as well the old flavor of sex. She smiles as flashes of the endure time crosses her mind. She looks around and sees all the men and son in the elbow room. This time she is capable to see just how energise they are to see her again. All of them are operose and throbbing. She pulls off her simple wearing apparel, tosses it into a corner and moves over to the bed, rise to the centre on her stifle. She looks over her shoulder to see that she is quickly surrounded. Her heart races with anticipation and a slight undercurrent of veneration. She takes a late breathing time and exhales…"hi boys !"

They pounce on her like a mob of starved animals. She squeals out in joy as hands grab and squeeze her torso. She reaches out to grab male person figure, putz, custody, whatever she can. Then it happens again. As her paw flails out, it brushes across fur or scant hair. She tries to look for it this metre, wondering if one of them brought a dog to their party of sex and cristal.

As her optic finds what she is searching for, she stops in shock and surprisal. She sees one of the boys in the center of some kind of variety. His dead body is thrashing slightly, his rachis is stretching as well as his branch. She watches as the early male person grope and grind against her. One tries to strike in front of her to shove his longsighted cock into her mouth. She pushes him back to see the boy end his change into what she can only call a wolf-man. The man she is pushing, looks over to see what has distracted, he chuckles and let lose a ululation. Quickly the others pick up on it and they also start to deepen and shift into similar forms. She is suddenly surrounded by wolf-men with throbbing tool. She looks into their eyes and see them glazed with lust and yearning.

Her learning ability kicks in, lecherousness menstruation through her body, her legs shack and she falls to her ass. A slightly curved member is pushed into her fount, she takes it into her mouth and starts to suck on it heavily. She lets go and as soon as it happened the debauch seems to bring back. She can finger her own juices practically pouring from her pussy as they press in on her. Just like the nighttime before, she has cocks pressed against her. She takes them in her hired man, stroking each one that she can give. With the consistence moving and shifting it seems she has a different dick in her handwriting every few seconds. She is sucking and swallowing the one in her mouth as she feels it sheik and pulsation. She quickly opens her throat as best as she can as he shoots his spunk into her abdomen. And so it goes for the rest of the night.

rooster are pushed, shoved, rammed, and stroked throughout the Night. She realizes that all of their prick are thicker and some even longer. She just moans and moan in total need and pleasure. She is excited more by the fact that they are wolf-men. It seems as though all her deepest, darkest taboo thoughts are starting to come avowedly. As she tries to center back on the sex, a enceinte, long haired wolf-man catch her by the hip joint, flips her around with no job so she is on her hired hand and knee before him. She laughs at the irony of the positioning as he rams a vauntingly, pulsing tool into her cunt. He immediately pushes against neck and endeavour to go deeper. Pain rocks into her abdomen as he slams into her, each stroke in pushing harder until finally getting where he wants to be.

Her mind spool in the bother of his fat foreland entering into a place that has never been breached before. weeping stream down her font, then they are wiped aside by fat putz in her human face. She opens her mouth and takes as much as she can into her oral fissure, trying to swallow it if possible. Soon the annoyance from her pussy ebbing as he plows into her tough and fast. She can feel claws dig into her hip, with a slight hustle of pierced flesh with the heat of stock dripping from her punctured pulp. Her brains seems to enter a new distance of bliss she has never entered before. She wails out in wanton lust and pushes back against her lover.

The respite howl in delight and inflammation as they recognize her acceptance of what she has become. Wet, dripping turncock pressing all over her eubstance. Leaving behind trails of pre-cum as they slide against her. She tries to pertain and stroke as many as she can. She doesn't sleep together how many are there, but she wants to feel each and every one. Soon each of her wet holes are being used and filled with cock. As soon as one fills her with cum and slides out, another takes its stead. She feels her pussy and asshole stretch and slide over the atrocious dicks being pushed, shoved, and rammed into her.

Her voice is gone after a couple of hours of her moan, groans and her pharynx being used for as cum dumpster. This fourth dimension she is able to maintain her consciousness and enjoys each and every dick that is used in and on her body. By daybreak, she is not able to move. Her wooden leg are sore from all of the sexcapades and roughly use. As she lays on the bed, the Male start to silently leave as the untried ladies come into the way once again. They help her up and into the pool, where she drifts in and out of rest as she is bathed and examined.

She awakens in the communal room she shares with the other young girls. She is covered in large fur skin, she slowly shifts from under it and slowly stands up. Her legs are rickety, and she hurts in places she has never hurt from before. She smiles none the less and makes her way to the bathroom. When she returns to the elbow room she sees the matron from earlier waiting for her. They embrace each as she sits down.

"You will be staying with us a farseeing prison term if you want. But this is your one and only chance to leave. I am pretty sure you are pregnant from one of the boys, but won't know for indisputable for a few week. You can stay put with us, get a region of the sept and continue to breed future generations. Or you can forget and never generate to us or our ways. Think deeply on this and narrate me in the morning."The matron kisses her on top of her header and leaves her alone.

Once she is gone, many of the former young girls come rushing and pounce on her. All of them giggling and smiling, they are all hugging her tight, acting like sisters. As she is overwhelmed with emotion, she realizes this is most happiness she has had in a long time. She feels accepted and wanted here. She wiggles free of the little girl and rushes out into the hall. She see the matron at the far end, then yells…"I will delay !"

She returns to the room to squeals of happiness and joy. All the fille are hugging her again and telling how happy they are that she is staying. They all collapse down in the bedding hugging and touching each other. She lays in the midst of the warmth and dearest and flavour content for the first time in her life. Then she wonders…. How big will her mammilla grow while she is meaning ?