This is a story of everyday, unprotected sex, and is a piece of work of fabrication. In real life sentence, use a safe, damnit ! unwanted sister, HIV and all variety of lesser sexual diseases await the retard who `` dunk his wick '' or `` rides the rod '' with impunity and without protection.

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join the society ( MF, FF, M+F, reluc, nc, mc, hum, inter, impreg, multiple endings )

by Krosis of the Collective

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Becky could n't trust some of the subjects on the questionnaire : a personality test, hobbies and stake, even her menstrual Hz ! Why did they need so often personal information about her ? She continued through the 12 Page, answering the increasingly embarrassing queries.

Theta Alpha Alpha was *the* sorority on campus. Every fille who managed to get in was popular among her equal, and successful in later sprightliness. There were godforsaken rumors of Satan worship, illegal hazing and other matter, but nothing proven. Becky, for one, did n't believe any of it. It was obviously all a smoke screen, a way to hold back nonstarter applier away, as was this stupid, annoying questionnaire.

She finished the hold out of it and returned the papers to the sorority house. The young woman who took them gave her a cheeky smirk. Just a smokescreen, Becky reminded herself.

The next hebdomad she received an invitation to a sociable at the theatre. Yes ! The following week flew by as she worried about how she could imprint the sorority. She would regale them with stories of her holiday in Anatole France after graduation from high school, and the prison term she met Tom Cruise. She went out and bought a curtly dark bird and a slinky sheer halter-top that showed off her not-insubstantial chest. She admired her shave form in the mirror. Her dirty blonde hairsbreadth framed her somewhat face, and her new ticker nicely accentuated her slim, shapely legs. She would fit in. She prayed to God each night that they would admit her.

The night had arrived. As she walked up to the sorority house she saw a familiar face : Sarisha, a slim Hindi girl from her high school schooling alumnus class, wearing a form-fitting one-piece dress that ended just above her knees. Her dark haircloth was easy about her shoulders.

'' Becky ! Hi ! Are you here to join the sorority too ? '' Sarisha looked relieved to see person she knew, as was Becky.

'' Yeah ! Anybody else from our class here ? '' Becky looked around hopefully.

'' I do n't think so. You want to go in ? ``

Becky nodded, and they entered together. The company was swinging and the music was gaudy, with lots of guy. They found one of the sorority sis and identified themselves, as per the invitation 's teaching. They were brought to a large room, a variety of den, in the back of the house. Several sisters were waiting there for them, and Becky recognized one : Christine, who graduated the year before her. Becky did n't gain *she* was a sister ! She hoped there were no hard touch sensation for ...

'' Welcome, potential sisters, '' began a striking youthful Asian char, breaking Becky 's power train of thought. `` My name is Kallie. Please, have a seat and help yourselves to some drinkable. '' She motioned, and highballs were provided. The 2 applier sat and sipped their drinks as Kallie spoke about the history of Theta Alpha Alpha and its values. It was actually quite tiresome, and by the time she was done the young woman'drinks were empty.

With a slight smile Kallie motioned them to grow. `` You, '' she pointed to Sarisha. `` Follow these sisters upstairs. '' Sarisha looked back at Becky as she left, as to say `` dark '', then was gone, along with 2 of the sisters. Becky was left alone with Kallie and Christine.

'' You, '' continued Kallie.

'' Her gens 's Becky, '' broke in Christine, stepping forward. `` May I ? ``

Kallie nodded, and Christine continued : `` Becky, you will experience to travel along any educational activity given you by the sisters tonight, no thing what. Fail to keep abreast instructions in a timely way and you fail the tryout. You will not be able to reapply for rank. '' Becky thought she detected some satisfaction in Christine 's vocalization. She also felt a fiddling dizzy, and blinked a slight to moisten her center. She was up late last Nox worrying about tonight 's showing and did n't get a lot sleep.

The sis looked at her, then at each other. Kallie continued : `` Becky, you will need to go out into the party -- meet some people. If any of the male child offer you anything, shoot it and contribute it back to us. Do n't go upstairs. ``

Nodding, Becky stumbled out into the main component part of the house. She was still feeling kind of odd. There were lupus erythematosus people than she remembered. Where did they go ?

She chatted up some of the former babe, but they were n't interest in talking to plebeians. The last-place girl she tried to speak to hinted that she was falling behind in the competition.

Finally, she approached one of the guys, a jock by the look of him : tall and muscled, with short, light Brown haircloth. His name was Gabe. After she introduced herself he asked if he could grant her something. She remembered that she had to take on anything that the guys gave her, so nodded.

He took her bridge player firmly and pulled her into a side of meat room. It was dark, only illuminated by the short light coming from the hallway and through the window from the streetlight exterior. He pushed her to the bulwark, clamping his mouth to hers.

'' Mmmf ! '' She was completely surprised by his sudden passionate attack. She was also still feeling a bit slow, like her head was stuffed with cotton.

Gabe 's hired man moved down to her skirt, pulling it up. His expert tongue kept her from being capable to make Thomas More than muffled gasping sounds as he quickly yanked her pantie down to her ankles.

She could n't conceive it ! In seconds she was completely unprotected against his onslaught ! His hand seemed to be everywhere, and she could n't dislodge his mouth from hers. Then she felt it : something warm and hard pressure insistently at her pelvic field. God, no ! He had unzipped his fly and his penis was already poking at the entryway to her vulnerable tunnel.

'' Nnn ! Nnnnhh ! '' She tried to get more than stifled sounds out, but he had obviously done this before, keeping her mouth securely sealed. In a moment he would be inside her. Oh my God ! She was right in the middle of her monthly cycle and he was n't wearing a condom !

'' Gabe ! Get off her ! '' It was a woman 's voice. Gabe totally consistence stiffened. His throbbing dick was half an inch inside Becky 's pussy sass, its advance stopped as he paused, as if considering what to do.

'' I said GET OFF ! '' A youth woman pushed into the room, shoving him to the side. Gabe 's dick flew liberate from Becky 's labia. He spun back, looking like he was ready to vote out the newcomer.

The woman turned on the Light -- it was Kallie ! She went redress up into Gabe 's face, loudly chastising him for his discussion of the pledge. His penis flagged noticeably as he backed off.

'' But I was gon na give her my cum ! I told her I was gon na ! '' Gabe almost sounded like a lilliputian boy asking for ice cream. Becky slid down the wall, stunned as she realized the implications of what she had agreed to.

Kallie turned back to Becky : `` Is that true ? Were you trying to wrick down what he was going to hand you ? ``

Becky felt lost. `` I ... I did n't realize ... ''

Kallie came and knelt down beside her, putting her hired man on the distraught young lady 's shoulder. `` Do n't interest, dear. You do n't throw to induce sex with him, but you do have to 'take what he gives you'. '' She leaned in close and whispered : `` Use your sass. President Hilary Clinton himself said that it is n't sex, right ? ``

getting back up and shooting Gabe a reproving spirit, Kallie returned to the party.

Gabe walked back over to Becky. His penis was pointing at her, still a bit soft from the verbal onrush. She quickly rose to her knees, paused to take a intimation, then engulfed it with her mouth.

Gabe groaned and closed his oculus. Not as good as fucking her hot cunt, but just than null, he thought. He savored the flavour of her lips as they caressed his rod, sliding up and down.

Within a couple of arcminute he started to thrust into her mouth, as she was n't going fast enough. A minute later he grabbed her head, pushing hard.

'' Lllgg ! Glllkk ! '' She could n't pass off as his stopcock pushed into the rear of her pharynx. Her gag reflex kicked in, but could n't shift the foreign target. She did n't have to stand long, however, as Gabe 's cum exploded from his prick and directly down her throat.

She was almost unconscious mind from the lack of O as he pulled his pass penis from her mouth. She fell forward, voraciously gulping air as Gabe zipped up and left, turning off the light as he went.

Becky sat there, sobbing. Not only had she almost been raped, but she had failed ! All his seed had gone right down her pharynx ; there was none to commit to the sisters.

After a few minutes she stopped, a hard look coming into her eyes. She would n't go out sobbing like a slight lady friend ! A little unsteadily, she rose to her ft. As she took a step she realized that her step-in were still around her mortise joint. She pulled them up quickly, thanking God that no one but Kallie had looked into the room during the encounter.

She had to get Thomas More seed before Kallie came looking for her ! She poked her headway out into the corridor and saw a young, underweight guy with glasses coming around the corner ... a geek ! She withdrew into the darkness of the room, then as the guy passed, she pounced ! He gave an unmanfully screeching as she replayed the before scene with Gabe, though in black eye, pinning the skinny Young man to the wall and lip-locking him, then unzipping his bloomers to pull out his stiffening penis. A moment later she was back on her knee joint and sucking hard on his penis, which, she noted, was pocket-sized than Gabe's.

Before long the inexperient nerd was groaning and spurting his seed into her sassing. She was heedful not to swallow it, but there was n't very much compared to the volume Gabe shot down her throat earlier.

When she was done she rose, gave him a close-lipped peck on the impertinence and headed directly for the den. Kallie and Christine were waiting for her.

'' I was getting worried, Becky, '' said Kallie. `` Gabe took prospicient than I thought he would. ``

Becky could n't do with the gob of spermatozoon in her lip. She pointed to her closed mouth and Christine came forward with a drink tumbler. Ptoo ! Splop ! Christine took the loot away.

'' More, Becky. You 're lagging hind end. '' Kallie urged her out the doorway with a light slap to the behind.

There did n't appear to be any guys left field. Where did they all go ? She was n't allowed to go upstairs ; were they all up there ?

The breast threshold opened and a big disastrous guy walked in, his lettered crown indicating another jock. She was never really concerned in mixed sexual congress, but any interface in the storm ...

Within a couple of second she had him in the position room and his above-average-sized peter in her mouth. He had unhooked his pants to admit her skilful access to his puppet. She watched his tum muscles flex as she fellated him.

After a few min her mouth was getting stock. As she moved her lip back to the tip of his large cocksucker she used her bridge player to furiously jack him off. This new proficiency paid off and he growled, grabbing her read/write head. She was ready this meter, however, and managed to criticize his hands away in order to take his copious load only into her mouth. It seemed that his ejaculation would never end, as she had to draw her impertinence out in order to hold back it all contained.

She gave his orb a titillation as she rose, once again heading for the den. The guy seemed stunned by his inordinate expulsion of seeded player, leaning against the wall and saying cipher as she went.

Once again Christine came forward with a glass and claimed the gooey prize, taking it away. Kallie put her arm around Becky 's shoulders.

'' wellspring done, darling. Did you feel it ? The great power that a fair sex can have got over a man ? That 's what our sorority is about : ability ! You 're almost there. '' She directed Becky down the hall to another bedroom. `` The last test, Becky. The sins of the past await you. '' Kallie handed her another highball and went back up the hall and out of mountain, leaving Becky at the doorway.


*** Is Becky smart enough to figure it out ? If so, saltation to closing # 2. If not, keep reading. If you find this altogether level silly, go to close # 3. ***


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*** conclusion # 1 ***
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Becky entered the room and sat on the bed. What did Kallie mean about sins ? She downed the drink and after a few Sir Thomas More minutes Christine entered the room, a paper bag in her deal. Oh crap, Becky thought.

'' Please murder your apparel, Becky. I wo n't ask twice. ``

Becky knew her application would be summarily dismissed if she hesitated, even after all she had gone through tonight. Her top and duck came off quickly, but she could n't aid pausing at her bra and panties. Christine narrowed her heart and those articles hit the floor seconds later. Becky was naked, and incredibly embarrassed.

'' On the bed, Becky. Lay on your back. ``

Becky complied, watching Christine 's heavy eye with dread. Christine reached into the bag and took out a realistic-looking 7-inch dildo. Becky did n't notice that Christine used her fingers to hide the lower helping of the dildo.

Christine sat on the bed next to Becky. `` Close your eye, Beck. I want you to remember our daytime in high schoolhouse. '' Becky complied, wincing. Oh crap oh crap oh poop, she thought.

Christine 's voice was even, almost seductive : `` Remember Alan, Becky ? Remember MY fellow ? ``

Becky did remember. In their senior class, Christine and Alan 's relationship had been on the John Rock. Alan had asked Becky out and she had accepted. They went out for a few hebdomad and she finally gave her virginity to him. He dumped her a couple workweek later and went on to other subjection. Christine had blamed Becky for her breakup with Alan.

Christine continued, her interpreter soft, even and sultry : `` I want you to call up his touch, Becky. Remember how it felt when he kissed you. ``

Becky had drank her indorse highball too quickly, and was feeling Wyrd again. Unbeknownst to her, both drink had been laced with a combination of aphrodisiac and muscle relaxant, and it was doing its job. Becky relaxed, her mind floating into the scenario Christine presented.

Alan was a marvellous, handsome art John R. Major with short wickedness hair and a winning grinning. Becky remembered how their initiatory kiss had caused butterflies in her stomach.

Christine 's voice went even modest : `` Remember how he touched your body, Becky. Remember how it felt. '' Becky felt Christine 's hired hand touching her thighs, moving them apart. Oh, Alan, Becky remembered whimsically.

'' I remember how he felt, Becky. How he touched me. Did he touch you like this ? '' Christine 's script moved to Becky 's stomach and then slipped down to her pubic region. Becky caught her breather. Her kitty-cat was tingling, caused by a combination of the drinks and the sexual hullabaloo from the blowjobs she gave earlier.

'' Alan 's digit are touching you, Becky. They 're going inside you. '' Becky arched her spine and softly moaned as Christine 's finger's breadth slipped into the plication of her pussy. Her finger's breadth grew glossy and she spread it around, lubricating Becky 's honey television channel. Becky 's breathing had increased and her pap were hard. Oh, Alan, that feels so good ...

'' How did his prick flavour, Becky ? Can you feel it, nudging at your snatch ? '' She COULD palpate it. She loved how his cock felt in her.

Christine pushed the dildo into Becky 's slickness bitch, bit by bit. Soft `` mmm, mmm '' sounds came from Becky 's throat as she arched her pussy up toward her plastic lover, trying to gain greater insight. Christine pushed it in harder, finally getting the gibe in as far as she could, gingerly making sure she did n't accidentally spellbind it too tightly near the end.

'' He 's fucking you now, Becky. Does n't he find good ? '' She pulled the dildo out so that the tip remained, then pushed it all back in. Out, in, out, in. Becky was in ecstasy, gasping, eyes still closed, lost in the fantasy.

'' Oh, Becky, Alan forgot to put a condom on. You do n't handle, though, do you ? Does n't it feel good ? '' Becky really *didn't* tutelage. She was totally into it, her trunk in a heightened sexual state because of her fertile time of the calendar month, magnified by the drug and inebriant she consumed.

Christine was getting into it, too, unable to take her oculus off the toy phallus in her grip as it went in and out of her enemy 's vulnerable slit, harder and harder. Soon now. Becky started to gasp, pushing her hip into the dildo as it went in and out of her.

'' I think Alan 's going to cum, Becky. He 's going to cum in you. You want it, do n't you ? You want him to cum in you ? '' The dildo went in and out, even harder now.

Becky cried out : `` Yes ! Yes ! Oh, Alan ! ``

Christine jammed the dildo in difficult, then grabbed the bulbous end she had hid from Becky 's sight. `` Take my cum, you fucking cunt ! This is what you get when you steal my man ! Take my cum and get fucking significant ! ``

She squished the medulla oblongata on the end of the dildo intemperately, pushing all the sperm that had been stored in the dildo forcefully up the plastic diaphysis and into Becky 's hot, fecund slit. All the semen that Becky had brought them through the nighttime had been stored in the dildo, waiting for just this moment.

Becky had been too close to orgasm to stop. Christine 's harsh words made no sense as the dildo seemed to thrill and get warm within her. Her body responded to the seeding. It was that clip of the calendar month and it would not be denied its best chance for propagation. Her cunt spasmed as she screamed out, her pelvis pushing harder against the dildo, her consistence unconsciously trying to get the spurting phallus finisher to her cervix.

'' Uhhhh ! UHHHHH ! OH ALAN ! OOOHHHHH ! ! Cum in me ! Oh God ! '' Becky screamed, her spasming cunt sucking the potent sperm cell further inside her clasping hole. Christine kept squishing the end of the dildo, over and over, trying to get all of it into the orgasmic missy. When she could get no more from it she moved her early hand to Becky 's clit, manipulating it to prolong Becky 's dangerous orgasm. She was able to extend it for another mo, during which a sizable amount of the powerful babymaking seed was sucked up her cervix and into her fertile womb. Pregnancy was all but assured. Becky 's creation fell away, and all went black.

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Becky stumbled out of the bedroom. She could n't believe what had happened. HAD it happened, or was it a ugly incubus ? She had woken up bare, and remembered ... had Christine -- ?

She shook her head. She had n't found any sperm, which there should have been if Christine really had used that spurting dildo on her. What she did n't recognize was that during her unconsciousness, Christine had cleaned her up and put a pillow under her pelvis so that all the semen was soaked up at the dorsum of her vaginal passage.

At least a yoke of hours had passed since she had gone into that bedroom. She could n't find any of the sorority sisters, and she heard party randomness from upstair. curious, she decided to break the rules and quietly snuck up the stairs.

Whooping and hollering were coming from the bedroom at the end of the G. Stanley Hall. She positioned herself outside and peered through the slightly open threshold. She barely kept herself from screaming. There was Sarisha, naked and being royally fucked by some muscular guy. She was spread-eagle with her butt on the edge of the bed and her foot on the base, her head lolling to the English and her oculus vacant. Other men filled the room, cheering the favorable guy on as he finished up with a loud oink. As he pulled out, Becky saw a regular river of semen leaving Sari 's well-used hollow. She had been a cum garbage dump all night for that sum of money of spunk to take accumulated. Becky felt like she might bewilder up.

She realized that it had all been real. She and Sari had been lured to the party and impregnated by the conniving witches that ran the place. They knew their catamenial cycles because of the questionnaire, and both girls were religious, so there would be no abortions !

Noticing movement at the door, Sari turned her heading to look at Becky. She smiled as her do drugs mind recognized her protagonist. Unfortunately, others also noticed.

Gabe turned from the slope of the bed, a huge smile on his face as he recognized Becky. `` Hey, guys, look who 's joined the political party ! '' More read/write head turned toward her, with thirsty eyes.

Becky screamed, running back down the stairs and out the presence door.

When she got back to her hall room an envelope was waiting for her. Inside it were pictures of her blowing the skinny dweeb, and a note :

Dear Becky,

Do n't even think about going to the authorities. That boy you sucked off was minor, you dumb bitch. We 'll make sure these pic reach the regime and all your ally and family if you do n't just forget what happened tonight. You do n't want to be pregnant *and* in jail, do you ?

Be sure to occupy upkeep of what I gave you tonight, you little slut.

love life,
Christine


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*** Ending # 2 ***
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Christine gulped the last of her ice chest and headed down the Charles Francis Hall to the sleeping room where dear, sugariness Becky was waiting for her `` final test ''. Christine had the bulb dildo in a paper bag, and made sure to admit it upright so that the precious lading, all the come that Becky had obtained for them, would not escape prematurely. She was looking forward to this.

She opened the door and poked her head into the room, finding Becky sitting on the boundary of the bed. Christine smugly noted the drained highball deoxyephedrine on the bedside tabular array. Excellent. She stepped into the way. Becky looked at her, the effect of the consumed drug evident in her half-lidded eyes.

Christine crossed her arms as she stepped around the bed. `` Please absent your clothes, Becky. I wo n't ask twice. ``

Becky 's top and elude came off quickly, but she paused at her bra and panties, looking at Christine. A ass look seemed to pee-pee Becky 's judgment up, and within seconds the lady friend was naked, looking incredibly embarrassed.

'' On the bed, Becky. Lay on your spinal column. ``

Becky complied, watching Christine 's heavy eyes. Christine reached into the bag and took out the 7-inch dildo, making sure to haze over the medulla oblongata on the bottom with her fingers. She sat on the bed next to Becky.

'' Close your eyes, Beck. I want you to retrieve our twenty-four hours in high school. '' Becky complied.

Christine kept her interpreter even, almost seductive : `` Remember Alan, Becky ? Remember MY fellow ? ``

Christine could n't help but remember Alan -- she would never block ! He was tall, with night whisker and a sea wolf bod. After she had gone out with him for near of junior and aged high schooling, Alan had dumped her in party favour of Becky. A little after that, she heard from mutual friends that they had gone all the way. Slut.

Christine continued, keeping her voice soft, even and sultry : `` I want you to remember his touch, Becky. Remember how it felt when he kissed you. ``

Christine 's vision blurred a slight, and she shook her drumhead to gain it. She had n't gotten much eternal rest last night, full moon of expectation. She continued : `` Remember how he touched your body, Becky. Remember how it felt. '' Christine 's moved her hands to Becky 's thighs, moving them apart. Becky 's eyes were closed, her mouth parted a little -- she was getting into it !

Christine was getting into it too. Her pussycat was starting to rub, affected by all this talk of Alan. He had always been so full in bed. `` I remember how he felt, Becky. How he touched me. Did he touch you like this ? '' Christine 's hand moved to Becky 's venter and then slipped down to her pubic region. Becky caught her breath. Unsuspecting prostitute, Christine thought.

'' Alan 's digit are touching you, Becky. They 're going inside you. '' Becky arched her back and softly moaned as Christine 's digit slipped into the folds of her cunt. Her fingerbreadth grew slick magazine and she spread it around, lubricating Becky 's love life channel.

Christine 's kitty-cat was on flame, her hard nipples rubbing against the framework of her blouse. She dropped the dildo on the bed and used her free hand to unclasp her quagmire. She wanted to climb on top of Becky, to fuck the dildo into the unsuspicious loose woman as if it was a literal penis, and maybe get some sexual release from the bodily contact. She shuffled out of her horseshoe and slacks and climbed on the bed between Becky 's thighs. She resumed rubbing the unsuspecting girl 's pussy and reached back for the dildo.

After a few irregular Christine realized she had lost lead of the impregnator. She shifted her balance to one arm as she looked back down the bed. Off-balance, she had no probability as Becky rolled her to the side.

Christine 's head was spinning from the sudden motion. Becky was now on top of her, kissing her passionately. Christine 's kitty was tingling, and she lost her railroad train of thought. Mmmm ...

Becky 's pussy was grinding into hers. It felt so good ! Christine 's blouse and her front-clasped bra were deftly undone as the tonguey kiss continued. Becky and Christine 's breasts rubbed together, skin on cutis. Christine moaned at the titillating contact. Her nippes were so hard ...

She even helped as Becky finished removing her blouse. All thought of her original charge was gone, replaced by the fervidness in her groin and tingling in her tit. Suddenly Becky broke off the kiss, stretching forward and presenting her boobs to Christine 's oral cavity. Christine sucked on the stiff pap pointing at her. How did she get here ? She did n't even notice as her articulatio radiocarpea was tied to the bedpost with her blouse. Becky 's other teat distracted Christine as her other wrist was tied up with her bra.

Becky moved back down, briefly resuming their candy kiss before moving her lingua down Christine 's cervix to her bosom. Christine groaned and arched her back as Becky engulfed the former woman 's nipple, sucking hard. She then continued licking and nibbling further down to Christine 's incredibly wet pussy. Instead of burying her face, she went back on her hound and rubbed it with her fingers.

Christine had no melodic theme what was going on. She was lost in the pleasure, her eyes shut. Then she felt it : a penis, pushing into her wet hole. It was just what her twat needed, and she arched her hip to provide enceinte incursion. Oh, bang, oh, God ...

The phallus penetrated deeply, then pulled back. It pushed in again, hard, increasing her joy. Harder, she urged, harder ! The penis plunged into her again and again, the pace ever-increasing. She was so close, so closing ...

Her pelvis thrust back against the pecker as she started to cum. She gasped loudly, `` Oh yes, YES, YESSS ! ! ``

'' Fucking cunt ! Here 's your revenge ! '' growled Becky, furiously pushing the plunger on the end of the dildo, shooting the gooey, potent ejaculate she had collected throughout the night deep into the orgasmic cunt of her would-be teaser. Christine 's eyes flew outdoors, some component of her mind realizing that something was wrong, but her body argued fiercely, her fertile prison term of the month urging greater penetration. Her orgasm peaked, and her cunt sucked greedily at the rich ointment being injected into her.

'' UHHH ! AUHHHH ! ! '' Her pelvic girdle kept thrusting into the dangerously spurting dildo. Becky was practically punching the end of it to get every last dip out, causing vibrations to ripple into Christine 's clitoris and G-spot. Christine was fucked. She passed out from the pleasure.

***

Christine woke up a little later, finding her blazonry and ramification now tied to the bed, pillows under her pelvis. Becky was on a death chair at the English of the bed, clothed, and Kallie had just come into the room.

'' Ah, Christine, you 're wake. About clip, '' said Kallie, as she pulled up a endorsement death chair on the other English of the bed.

Christine could n't seem to focus. `` Kallie ? What -- ? ``

Kallie smiled at her. `` Becky is our new sorority sister, Christine. When you showed such interest in getting revenge on her, I knew we had made a error about you. Revenge is n't skilful for business, darling.

'' I doctored your cooler earlier, and whispered your plan to Becky. She poured out her drugged swallow and handled the position wonderfully. We now have a video that is well Charles Frederick Worth watching at future party, and I think we can shit a pretty centime from it too. ``

Christine was aghast, staring, dumbfounded. She had been raped, and well-nigh potential impregnated by the very dildo she was supposed to have used on Becky.

'' I think we 'll provide you here for a while and let the 'swimmers'do their body of work. '' Kallie turned to allow, then turned back : `` Do n't recollect you can go to the constabulary, Christine. We have many telecasting of thing you 've done in your sentence here -- thing that could really get you in difficulty ... well, more trouble than you 're already in. '' She reached forward to lovingly pat the tied-up female child 's soon-to-be-pregnant belly.


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Upstairs, Sarisha had been sexually assaulted at to the lowest degree a twelve times on the plush bed, her drugged mind only dimly aware of the revulsion she was enduring. A young E Indian man was on top of her, getting shut down to depositing another potent incumbrance of cum into her well-used cunt.

But something was different this clip. She felt as if the world was receding around her, that she and the man were the alone two multitude in the entire universe. She looked into his heart, and found the accuracy. She screamed.

The man grunted, his thrusting speeding up, getting harder. Finally, he yelled out and shove home, his spurting penis injecting his cum deep into the helpless beauty.

Sarisha knew that he would be the father of her child. His sperm flowed up her cervical channel and into her womb unnaturally fast. As the unassailable of the swimmers quickly reached her waiting egg and burrowed inside, she felt a electric shock, like a live wire. It burst out her pelvis and into the man, paralyzing him. He could not even cry out as his flesh burned and peeled off. The other men in the room stared in shock, then ran out screaming as a light burst forth from his rupturing flesh.

Sarisha could only stare as the light coalesced into a vaguely bestial form, which sloughed off the stiff of its cutis. The creature 's penis pulled free from her vagina and it grew.

Quickly, the creature 's majority filled the elbow room and cracked the ceiling. It reached down with a hook and gingerly picked up Sarisha 's limp descriptor, cradling her as it seemed to concentrate, growing even larger, bursting through the roof and floor simultaneously with its bulk. All those still in the house, including Becky, Christine and Kallie, were crushed as the support structure collapsed.

The creature was now three write up tall, and bellowed out its rage to the world. Its body glowed with boisterous chroma. It concentrated again, growing to twice its size of it in order to cave in another nearby sorority star sign. Another growth burst doubled its size again. It lumbered toward the igniter in the distance, a prominent universe center.

Sarisha 's mind was overcome as her torso started to spud two extra arms. Kali, the mother goddess of end, was here. Her lover would destroy the world and her child would recreate it .