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The Local Cumdump

-a grrside story-

I'm standing still in the middle of the street with a huge smile plastered on my face and my rock hard cock out swaying up and down as a cold midnight breeze comes along to caress my shaft.

Heh, at least the wind is having some fun with me tonight.

Folks pass me by, some oogle my naked form all over and blurt out a little chuckle, others have already seen me displaying my obscene goods here many times before and just downright ignore me.

I guess my novelty does wear off quickly. But I don't blame them. If you come to this part of the city it means you're looking for something very specific and of ill repute. I'm not one to judge your tastes. In fact, I'd be much more worried about your sense of taste if you were to find me remotely sexually appealing.

I smile as I see a very hunky wolf approaching me. His muscles are practically bursting out from his tight clothes. He has a very serious look on his eyes, heading in my direction as if about to pounce on his prey.

Damn, just look at the way he adjusts his big bulge. This guy has clearly come here to fuck!

Maybe, just maybe, he'll use me like his bitch! Just imagine it. He'll stop right in front of me, kick my exposed frog balls to make me yelp, and as I'm recoiling in pain he'll pry my mouth open to force me to take his load-

...And there he goes, he just passed me by without even batting an eye. I feel rejected and disappointed at myself for getting my hopes up so fast but I don't let that affect me, I smile and keep waiting for someone else to take advantage of me.

At least the cold breeze blowing on my exposed male parts makes me feel some stimulation. It's chilly as fuck tonight but that's a good thing, it serves to remind me that I'm completely bare naked in public. Do I like standing here with no clothes on? No. And that's what makes it so freaking arousing. The wind envelops me, hugging me with its cold touch, making me feel even more aware of my nudity as the wind uses its immaterial fingers on my frog butt forcibly yet delicately.

The night is very busy. People of all shapes and sizes come across my naked form. Most of them male, horny and quite a bit drunk. Nobody comes close to touch me. Figures. A drunk mole stares at me intently for a few long seconds, but then throws his bottle of beer behind me and then leaves without even saying a word. That's not good for the environment!

An elephant drag queen notices me and the cock and balls I'm baring. "Cute." She chuckles before resuming her way.

Was she chuckling at my overall form or just at the size of my penis? Maybe she thinks frogs are cute. I wonder if the muscular wolf from before would've given me a second thought if I were a different species. Maybe he would've given my cock and testicles some attention had I been a bunny. Bunnies are cuter than frogs, right? ...Although knowing my luck he's most probably straight.

A male, gruffy-looking horse accompanied by a vixen all dressed up like a very flashy prostitute (most likely because she is, considering the naughty neighbourhood she's in) enters the building behind me. Not long after, I hear moans coming out from the window. I wonder if they have bothered to close the curtains, not like I'd even bother to look.

It all goes relatively silent for a bit. What a dry spell! Even the wind isn't giving me as much action tonight as I had hoped. My cock is still so freaking hard it hurts but the permanent wide smile on my face still remains. Gotta do the best to attract customers! To my annoyance a mosquito lands right between my nostrils, no doubt attracted by my smell. Go away you bugger! Shoo!

I overhear a voice coming from the moaning window from before. Obviously the moans came from the people behind that window, not that the window itself moaned. An inanimate object feeling pleasure? Now, that's a silly thought.

"Sis! Why do you always have to leave your trash in my room? It's filled to the brim with used condoms!"

"Not now David! I'm with a client!" A female voice answers in jaded breath.

"Heh, he can stay and watch if he wants." A male, gruffy-sounding voice adds. "I'd even pay extra."

"...Nevermind, I'll just take out the trash myself." David replies.

Now that had been something interesting to eavesdrop. I just can't believe this "David" would reject such easy money. Wait, did he just mention something about trash? That could only mean one thing!

I don't have to wait long. A male fox that looks like a genderbent version of the vixen from before (well, minus the makeup) comes out of the building in front of me. Oh fuck, he's carrying a big trashbag! He carries it with disgust, making sure his snout is as far as possible from the smelly thing.

I'm smiling the broadest smile, my cock yearning for some rough action. The fox, "David", supposedly, hadn't even bothered getting fully dressed for such a short time outside. He's just wearing a loose bathrobe that does a poor job at concealing his boxers and some dirty flip flops.

Finally, the first climax of the whole night was about to happen. Hell, I even know the name of my playdate this time! David! David was going to make me feel good! I stare at him with wide-open eyes and an erection ready for abuse.

Oh, David. You're so damn sexy. Have you thought about becoming a prostitute like your sister? Because you sure look fuckable as hell. Now, get down to all fours and worship my fuckstick!

David comes close. He looks at my unshowered naked form. "So stinky." He murmurs with an expression of disgust, but he approaches my humble self anyway.

My heart melts as he tries to open my smiling mouth with his bare hands. Oh shit, he likes foreplay! His touch feels so good on my sensitive lips! It feels so good to be touched with his expert paws! Oh fuck David you still haven't touched my boner and I already feel in heaven!

Most guys only take five seconds at most when taking advantage of me, but David has already spent thrice as that and he's still paying me attention! This is my lucky night!

David touches my belly tentatively, looking for something to yank.

Please David, keep touching everywhere. Yes, touch my buttocks, it's been ages since someone touched my backside...!

The young fox looks inexperienced at this. But finally his hands reach my cock and balls. He presses down on them and my lips part ways slightly in response.

Oh SHIIIIIIT! He's giving me an actual handjob! This is fucking awesome!

"Oh, why is it so small?" David says aloud. Holy hell, he's a talker. Please, keep insulting my manhood like that!

But my beloved date doesn't let me enjoy his smooth voice anymore. He just steps on my genitals with his filthy flip flops with brute force.

CRAP!!!! Ow! Ow! Ow...!

Damn, that felt so fucking painful! I open my mouth wide open in silent agony as a result and David uses this small time window to throw the bag full of multiple client's worth of used condoms right down my throat.

David's foot hasn't let go of my genitals just yet. The pain is unbearable but all the attention he's giving my cock and balls feels so pleasantly nice! I admit that I wasn't too much into cock and ball torture at first but now that it's the only treatment I can ever aspire to recieve the pain has become my only reason for being.

I can taste David's load inside me. I can taste plastic. I can feel one of the condoms falling off the bag and into the insides of my stomach. I can taste the dried semen on it. Whose it is? The horse's? No way for me to know.

David wipes his hands on the sides of his bathrobe and goes back home. It's been ten seconds already so he has probably forgotten about my existence but the memories of his short stay will remain within me for a really, really long time. Much like my life regrets or the bag of old dried up used condoms inside my belly.

Sometimes I think back to the fateful night that changed my life forever. Sometimes I even dare to dream of the extremely slim possibility of "him" coming back and saying, hey, sorry for forgetting about ya, we'll just pretend all this crap didn't happen.

Now wouldn't that be nice?

But having false hopes would only destroy my mind faster. So for the foreseeable future I'll eat up all the trash people feed me and with the help of the fake smile I have plastered on my face I'll delude myself into thinking I'm actually smiling.

SEVEN MONTHS EARLIER

Oh, shit. I think I took the wrong turn. Why was this part of the city so... different? Everyone looked extremely shady here. Was this what they called a red light district? It was getting dark, so I decided I'd better hurry home.

My lips trembled with fear as I walked down the street. There were lots of intoxicated men here. The ladies' revealing attire made me feel uncomfortable.

That bull over there... Was that a knife poking out from his pocket? Was he about to ambush me from the shadows? "(No, Ranito, that's just your imagination. He most certainly has a knife in his pocket just in case he needed to make an emergency sandwich.)" My mind told me, being rational. "(Just keep walking and don't make eye contact... AHHHH! He looked in your direction! Run, Ranito, run!)" My mind told me, being as helpful as ever.

Was he tailing me? No, I think he wasn't even following me in the first place. Wow, running was so tiring. I paused for a bit to catch my breath. My frog tongue was hanging all out and I was starting to sweat. "Phew..."

There was a rat over that direction. He looked harmless, but his entire body was shaking and his eyes twitched uncontrollably. Was he sick?

The rat creeped closer to me. He didn't say hello or even tried to make any sort of direct eye contact with me, instead the rat smelled my scent while keeping his distance.

"Hey. Eh..." The rat scratched his neck, a bit ashamed of himself. "Can you sell me something?"

"Huh?" I looked at him quizzically. "I'm not a salesman..." I replied.

"Oh." The rat looked at me up and down, at my oversized baggy eyes, at my sweaty green skin, my out-of-shape body, my awkward stance and highly accelerated heart rate. His whiskers twitch with interest. "Can you share some of what you're having, at least? It must be a hell of a thing, 'cause you look so beaten up. You must be fucking wasted."

I felt offended by his words but I didn't dare to pick up a fight with this stranger. I just shook my head politely and continued on my way.

Damn, did I look *that* bad? I was just a frog with a few extra pounds who happened to be lost like a frog out of pond water. Yet that extremely shady rat guy assumed I was worse off than him. That sure was demotivating.

I continued wandering until I came across some sort of apartment building. I could hear a dog and a cat having a noisy argument inside. What an awful spot to live in. I couldn't wait to leave this place behind. I let out a heavy-sounding sigh.

"Hiya, goodfella! Joy, it sure is a beautiful night! Why don't you turn that frown upside down? You should smile more! You'll make more friends if you smile!"

An extremely cheery voice invaded my auditory canals. It was coming from a bunny with green hair on his head, a goatee on his chin, and fluffy grey fur all over and dressed in a very smart-looking suit and a top hat. If that weren't enough, he also reeked of booze, which could've explained his over-the-top enthusiasm.

Ugh, I didn't want to deal with this guy. I tried to ignore him but he spoke to me once again in his drunken stupor. "It's me, the mesmerizing magician born from within the hidden depths of the eighth sea, Archimedes! Thanks for coming to my show tonight... *hic*!"

And then the incoherent bunny with a green goatee collapsed on top of me, his breath stinking of alcohol right in front of my face.

Now, this is awkward. I helped him stand up, but the moment I let go of him he almost fainted again.

"Crap, how much did you drink?" I asked him.

"The mysterious Archimedes doesn't drink! Unless the stage show goes horribly wrong. Like today. But that shall not hinder my spirits! *Hic*. I'll honor the wizardly legacy of my underwater ancestors by becoming the most celebrated magician in the..." He paused looking like he's gonna puke for a second. "...world!"

"Underwater ancestors?" I asked timidly.

"Exactly!" The bunny replies with a big smile. "A race of extremely powerful mages who lived in the depths of the eighth sea!"

"But you're a bunny."

"Exactly!"

"Bunnies can't breathe underwater."

"Exactly!"

...I shouldn't presume logical arguments would work on a drunk person.

I shrugged.

"Magic doesn't exist anyway."

"Ladies and gentlemen! Looks like we have a skeptic among the audience!" The bunny's smile is so wide and cheerful that it's pissing me off. We aren't in his stage show, but I'm certain this lunatic's mind is anywhere but here. "For my next trick I'll challenge the limits of what's commonly regarded as impossible...!"

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, right."

The bunny continues. "...Impossible feats such as making this sad-looking frog smile!"

What the, this guy's totally mocking me! "W-who are you calling sad? I'm a very cheerful frog! Haha... I can smile and laugh whenever I want! See?" I realized I was stuttering and my left eyelid was twitching uncontrollably as I talked. "By the way, just in case it crossed your mind... I'm not a drug addict!"

The bunny completely ignored my not-so-reassuring words, he just rummaged through the pockets of his suit. After mistakenly taking out a few colorful handkerchiefs and a rubber chicken he finally found his magic wand.

"Thank you for being the volunteer for tonight's show! And I assure the audience that I've never met this frog before, no shady smoke and mirrors here, no sir!" He gallantly addressed an imaginary audience. And for some reason the bunny discretely whispered something in my ear afterwards. "(Hehe, the audience doesn't suspect a thing. Good job, partner!)"

"But... It is true that I've never met you before..."

"(That's the spirit!) ...Eheem...!"

This was a waste of time. I just wanted to go home. But the bunny had a firm grip on my shoulder, forcing me to bow to the invisible audience.

"Now, what came next... *hic*... Oh, yes! The magic words part! It's the most important part!" The suited bunny took a few steps to the side, stretched like he was about to run a marathon, theatrically pointed the magic wand at me and screamed like a madman.

"Say it along with me, everybody, the magic words to summon the power of my ancestor... CARROT MUNCHER!!!"

...

Nothing.

"Can I go home now?" I asked.

"Wait, wait, wait...!" The bunny looked down at his wand quizzically. "I'm pretty sure those were the magic words... or were they 'Carrot Gobbler'? 'Carrot Eater'?..."

The bunny scratched his ear in confusion.

"Because it could not possibly be 'Carrot Humper'..."

BOOOOOOM!!!

A deafening explosion occurred on the exact same spot the mesmerizing magician Archimedes is standing on. It's as if someone had planted a bomb inside the bunny's body and the detonator had just gone off. The sheer force of it made me fall down to the pavement. I was surrounded by what appeared to be smoke, although strangely it didn't smell like anything was burning. In fact it reeks of male musk. Through the dense smoke I was surprised to find Archimedes' figure completely intact. In fact, Archimedes looked... bigger?

When the smoke dissipated I saw a much stronger and buff bunny standing in front of me. His fur looked darker, I thought it was ash at first but no, he really had changed! The dude looked like a much beefier version of himself! His undersized suit could barely contain his hugely improved muscle definition and his shoes have been ripped open by his stronger and much larger paws.

The buff dude checked his surroundings, as if he had just gotten here. His eyes looked menacing and they seemed to glow in the darkness of the night. The muscular bunny grabbed his top hat and throwed it away in annoyance. His ears, which used to be soft and floppy, were now erected and slightly spiked. He ran his hand over them, combing them as if they were a long lustrous mane of hair he was proud of. And speaking about things getting erect, his bulge was now much more noticeable than before.

Oh fuck, the bunny was now a stud!

Could have he been... the real and genuine...

"Archimedes, the underwater mage?" My tiny voice cowardly asked from the ground.

The giant looked down at me like I was the most pathetic thing he had ever seen and proceeded to laugh his muscular ass off at me.

"FOOL! Don't make me laugh! That's just the stupid backstory Archie forcefully bestowned upon me." The large muscle bunny looked down at his own body. He looked disappointed at it. "Fuck, being invoked by lil' faggot Archie sucks donkey balls. He's the worst descendant I've been 'blessed' with in centuries!"

I was shaking with fear... But also, looking at the fit bunny's body was making me feel quite aroused. He quickly realized this very well, and grins. He rubbed his bulge.

"Heh, this is nothing compared to my original dick. The one I had nine hundred years ago before my magic power was sentenced to become sealed in a dormant state deep within my descendants."

"Now," The muscular bunny continued. "Let's see what stupid wish Archie wants me to fulfill this time, I hope it doesn't involve pigeons..." Archimedes put a finger on his temple as he browses through Archie's brain. "...Oh, make this frog smile?" He looked at me and grinned. "That's fucking easy."

The stud signaled for me to come closer. "Come over, frog, I just know the way to make you smile."

I was so mesmerised by the hunk's beauty that I'm already salivating. I did as he said, my chubby frog body feeling like green-colored putty on his hands. The strange mist that surrounds us still didn't dissipate, making me feel detached from the outside world. It smelled like sex... it's like Archimedes' whole flesh was exhuding visible pheromones.

Archimedes removed the upper part of his suit, revealing his muscular torso. My dick got rock hard when I saw his huge pecs. He gave me the go-ahead with his stare and I touched his pectorals. They felt hard but also the bunny fur was kinda fluffy on my hands. I smiled awkwardly and laughed nervously. My cheeks were blushing red.

"That won't cut it, frog. I want you to give me a genuine smile..." He whispered into my ear. "I know just the thing to put you in your proper place... First, I want you to get naked."

I got even redder. "What?! Here, in the middle of the street?" As aroused as I was right then being caught naked in public would be my death! Strangely enough, nobody seemed to come near the cloud of magic musk, which made me think it was acting like a magic barrier in order to repel people from interrupting him as he casted spells. Or like a privacy screen that prevented people from interrupting us while we fucked. Hehehe... Wait, what was I even thinking?

My emotions were going haywire between my arousal and my embarrassment levels. This only worsened as Archimedes came closer and embraced me. Dang, have I mentioned how hot his ripped torso was? I could feel his bare muscular frontside rubbing against my own bare squishy belly...

"...Wait, where are my jacket and shirt?!" I screamed in alarm.

"They were in the way, so I reduced them to the size of atoms." Archimedes said casually. "Also, nice boobies."

I covered my moobs and fat belly in shame. "Ahhhh!"

"They're so jiggly..." He said before grabbing me by my love handles and asking, "I can't tell, so help me out a bit... Are you female or male?"

"I'm... M-male, of course!" I yelled.

"Mmm... Doubtful." He didn't seem very convinced. He snapped his fingers and my sandals, pants and underpants burned to ash in less than a second. I yelped, but before I could cover my crotch like an embarrassed sissy Archimedes grabbed my arms and locked his eyes with mine.

"I'll be the judge of that." He said with a serious expression.

"The judge of... what?" I was so deeply mesmerized by his beauty that I had lost track of the conversation.

He kept staring into my eyes with intensity. I heard the sound of a zipper coming down.

"Err... Wait...I... Uh..." I stammered.

I didn't need to look down to smell the musk emanating from Archimedes' rock hard cock. His grip on my arms got stronger and his grin got wider. He was so huge and tall and I was so malleable and small in comparison that he had no trouble lifting me off the ground, I was as light as an inflatable sex doll after all, and I was about to be used like one.

I shrieked as I felt a giant anaconda slithering between my legs. Oh fuck, it was enourmous and it moved as if it was alive!

My little froggy wiener was as hard as it could get and it wasn't even a quarter as long. Archimedes' gigantic manhood looked monstrously thick in comparison. Hell, I was practically balancing my whole weight on top of Archimedes' pole and he didn't even flinch.

His cock twitched and bobbed up and down and my whole body could only go along for the ride.

He lifted me up and scoffed at my exposed crotch. "Heh, and you call that little worm a cock..." Archimedes said. There was no point in comparing his real cock against my tiny thing. Then he turned me around, the manly bunny not needing a pinch of effort to manipulate me around like a piece of flabby frog meat. He spread my buttcheeks wide open and gave my crack a lick. My hole was exposed and ready to be fucked by his gargantuan snake.

"Ah... Oh, well, this is rather unfortunate." I said with a trembling voice. "You see, I'm actually a top so we'd better switch positions before- AHHH HOLY FUCK!!!"

Archimedes had impaled me on his oversized cock. I shrieked with surprise. My whole body and insides felt completely reformed until I looked like a giant green cocksleeve dangling from this stud's masculinity. I didn't feel any bones cracking but my organs were squished all over the place. His cock was piercing through my butt all the way to my face, making my glasses shoot off from my eyes towards the floor, only for Archimedes to step on them with complete disregard. I was being completely reshaped into whatever the manly stud wanted me to be and he was having a lot of fun fucking me as he did so.

How was all this possible? Note to self: don't fuck with magicians. Literally.

"Burning flames of hell, your form is so fucking easy to mold." Archimedes said. "As if your soft and overly obese body is made of clay... Wait," He slided my whole body sideways on his cock so he could see my face. "You're being fucked by a real man and you're still not smiling?!"

Well, it's hard to smile when your face is currently being stretched into an awkward mess by the tip of the cock of a powerful magician of yore. In fact I could feel his hot veiny cock coming out from my throat. Tears of the most excruciating kind of pain (and pleasure?) were raining down my eyes.

"You're a very sad-looking cumdump... Oh! That gives me a delightful idea..." He grinned evilly. He was still thrusting his cock into my ass as his fingers touched my messed up face. He took hold of the awkward grimace on my lips and turned it into a very exaggerated and fake smile.

No matter how I tried and even in how much pain I was, I could only smile like the happiest and most innocent frog. I wanted to protest but my lips wouldn't part ways!

Archimedes squeezed my arms into my torso until my hands were just barely visible useless imprints on my sides. Then he did something similar to my legs, leaving my whole body as a huge tube with a happy smiling head. By now, my only appendage left was my penis.

"Guess what, this little thing is finally going to become useful for once..." Archimedes laughed as he grabbed my cock and testicles and jerked them off into an overly sensitive big yellow stick. He then pushed down on my "pedal" and my lips were forcefully opened apart into an impossibly wide angle as if I were silently screaming with agony. "Hehehe, you work perfectly."

He let go of my sensitive new dick and my lips were once again tightly closed into my permanent stupid fake smile.

"Hahaha, have you guessed already what you are?"

I couldn't respond so naturally he was the one who replied to his own question.

"You're this neighborhood's new fucking dumpster. From now on, you shall never leave this red light district. Your only meals will be the trash everybody dumps on you, that you'll slowly, oh so slowly, digest. Your only pleasure in life will be the short seconds when your pedal is pushed down. You will never talk to anyone anymore. You will not move from this fucking place. You will yearn desperately for any kind of attention for the rest of your pathetic existence. And your only option will be to accept all of this with a big smile plastered on your face."

I couldn't believe any of what I was hearing. The most natural reaction would've been to feel despair but Archimedes was fucking my anus while he was telling me all of this, and he was about to cum! I felt fucking great!

I could feel an outrageously large torrent of cum inside my big belly, sloshing within me. He slid out his cock from my anus, and then my buttcheeks would proceed to remain closed forever.

He patted my head. "You're a happy-looking smiling cumdump now. Ah, Archie. When will you learn to be more specific with your orders?" He bursted out laughing. "Mmm... I still have control of this body for a few more minutes, maybe I can squeeze a few more curses to spread before I..." Archimedes' whole body pulsated as his magic disappeared and his muscles began to thin out. "...Oh, maybe next time."

The cloud of magical musk dissipated rapidly and the red light district came into view once again. Archimedes passed out on the floor for a few seconds, before groggily standing up not long after.

"Ugh... My head... I'm never drinking again..." The slim-looking bunny with the floppy ears looked around. He was shirtless, his hat was missing, his shoes were all tattered and even his zipper was undone! He shrieked and zipped up. "Oh, this is so embarrassing, how did I get into this part of town...? Ugh... my memory's all fuzzy..." The street was cold. He covered his slim chest with no muscle definition at all and decided to get away from this dirty place as soon as possible.

But before leaving he took notice of a curious-looking thing. It was some sort of ornament shaped like a smiling frog. It reeked badly. "Who put this here? It looks too cute to be part of this place..."

Of course, Archie and Archimedes didn't share memories. Archie wasn't even aware of Archimedes' existence, he just thought "Archimedes" was all part of the magic show he worked at. And thus, the slim bunny had no recollection whatsoever of what this strange completely inert and inanimate smiling ornament was.

Archie noticed a yellow stick protruding from below. "Oh, it's not an ornament, it's actually a dumpster. This must be where you push down to open it!" The clueless bunny stepped on the pedal to open the dumpster and was completely taken by surprise when he saw a huge amount of stinking white liquid inside!

"Is it semen?! Some pervert came inside?! Ewww! There's a lot of it, and it seems fresh!" He lifted his foot and the smiling frog closed its lips, sealing the disgusting contents inside until they were completely digested. "Who could be this perverse? Whoever did this should be thrown in jail!"

Archie shook his head in disgust and his floppy bunny ears did the same. This place was seriously nuts, he would never return to such a perverse district again. He was glad he somehow managed to return home without anyone making a fuss about his clothes.

However, the local cumdump never managed to return home.