Eventually, the day comes when you're finally released from prison. You step out into the world a free man...but it doesn't feel that way. The stigma of being a convicted sex offender follows you everywhere; no one will hire you or even want to be seen with you. Your family has disowned you, and your friends have all vanished.
You find yourself back on the streets, lost and alone. With nowhere else to go, you decide to return to the alleyway where it all began...
As the convicted man returning to where the reason why he was in jail. Turning the corner, he saw a younger man grab at a much older woman that was double the young man's height. The same aura fills the air within the alleyway... similar to how the futa-woman's aura he felt... at the moment, yet it felt almost exactly the same moment he experienced, as if it were the same girl, but older. The large futa-woman reveals her futanari, standing tall over 12 ft, almost double the size of her original length when erect from what the man observed from the distance away from the alleyway
The sight before you fills you with a mixture of anger and fear. You know that feeling all too well; the urge to take what isn't yours, to force yourself on someone who doesn't want it...and the terror of being unable to stop them. The man tries to fight back against the woman, but she easily overpowers him. "No!" He cries out as she thrusts her massive cock into his ass, claiming him just as you once did so long ago.
The two homeless men finally pull out, their cocks smeared with your blood and cum as they collapse to the ground, panting heavily. They glance at each other before looking down at you, unapologetic expressions on their faces. "Thanks for that," one of them mutters, already beginning to feel the effects of his orgasm wearing off. They exchange a few more words before eventually getting up and leaving you there, alone in the alleyway with your bruised and battered body.
My body is full of cum and my vagina is full of cum.
You lie there, gasping for air as you try to process everything that just happened. The pain is intense, but it's nothing compared to the shame and humiliation coursing through your veins. Your body feels used, violated... like it doesn't belong to you anymore.
The big man nods solemnly, reaching out to help you up. "Come on, let's get you somewhere safe," he says reassuringly, his deep voice somehow calming despite the situation. He takes your arm and leads you away from the scene of the fight, towards a nearby police station where you can report what happened and hopefully find some peace and justice.
Th-thank you so much mister!
The big man gives you a warm smile, squeezing your arm gently. "Don't mention it, miss. I'm just glad I could help." As you approach the police station, he continues to keep an eye out for any other potential threats while also offering words of encouragement and support. Once inside, the officer at the front desk listens intently as you recount your ordeal, promising to do everything in their power to bring the attacker to justice.
Benjamin groaned, his hips moving roughly as he fucked her face, taking what she eagerly gave to him. Her lips and tongue teased him expertly, driving him even wilder with need. He reached down to grab a handful of her ass, squeezing tightly as she continued to suck him off.
"That's it," he grunted, feeling the familiar tugging sensation building up deep inside.
Rory moaned as he squeezed her ass. The little slut moaned against his cock, sucking harder as she felt the cock throbbing against her tongue.
Benjamin growled low in his throat as he felt the impending release, thrusting deeper into her mouth as she moaned around him. His hips bucked violently and he came hard, filling her mouth with his hot cum as she kept sucking hungrily, not wanting to waste a single drop of his seed.
He pulled out slowly, leaving a string of spunk dangling from her lower lip before leaning down to whisper in her ear, "Don't forget who you belong to."
As he finally pulls out, leaving his load inside her, Benjamin looks down at the defeated woman beneath him. A satisfied grin plays on his lips. He knows he's left his mark on her now, and that's all that matters. With a final kick to her thigh, he stands up and begins to dress, leaving her on the ground with her skirt pulled up around her waist, her panties discarded nearby.
As he left she stood up She adjusted her skirt and put on her panties She felt a large amount of his thick, warm cum leaking out of her used pussy, staining her panties, which she would have to wear until she got home
"You can't make me wear these!" She screamed, pointing at her stained panties as she struggled with him. But he didn't listen. As soon as he saw the size of the stain, he grinned and said, "Well look at all the delicious cum I pumped into you. You'll need something to wear while you clean up." And then he laughed, walking away leaving her alone in the dark alley, feeling humiliated and violated.*
The man grins wolfishly as he sees you, your uniform still hanging loosely on your body. "Well, well," he says mockingly. "Look who's ready for more." Without another word, he roughly pushes you against the wall and yanks down your panties, revealing your wet pussy to him. With a growl of approval, he thrusts into you hard and fast, claiming you as his own once more.
ahe gao face A-ah~
The man takes your moans of pleasure as proof that you belong to him, using your body however he sees fit. He pounds into you harder and faster with each passing moment, his grip on your hips tightening until it feels like he's branding you as his property. His roughness only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through your veins, leaving you begging for more of his brutal treatment.
With a final, powerful thrust, he releases himself deep within you, his body tensing as he lets out a roar of satisfaction.