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Authors Note: This story is extremely graphic and should not be read by lose under the legal age to do so, or those with weak stomachs. I would like to give special thanks toSerban for helping me to edit and polish the final drafts.

Tommy awoke to a new day and could already tell something was different. He felt a new confidence he had never known before, like everything was going to work out for once. He dressed and was out the door in record time as he practically skipped to school.

"What has you so peppy this morning?" Crystal asked as she came up beside him, giving him a playful nudge with her elbow.

"Oh nothing, I just have a feeling that today is going to be better for me somehow." He laid and arm over her shoulder and pulled her in close. "It's a brand new day and a brand new me."

At first Crystal seemed surprised and embarrassed to be held in such a way, but was quick to relax into it, even going as far as to rest her head on his shoulder. "That's good, I'm glad to see such a positive change. Makes me think anything might be possible for you." She looked up at him and smiled. "Hey I just got the new Halo game yesterday, you wanna come over later and try it out with me?"

Tommy stopped and turned to look at his friend as an expression of profound shock overcame him. "How? I have been trying to get a copy for weeks but every place is sold out and backlogged on reserved copies."

"I reserved one a while back, remember when it was first announced and it was all you could talk about for like a week?" She hooked his arm in his and pulled him along. "Now hurry up or we'll be late." The two of them walked along for several more blocks before a thought occurred to Tommy.

"I thought you hated first person shooters?"

Crystal didn't say anything at first, then shrugged and said; "I felt like taking a chance on something."

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They met Duke outside their first classroom. "Well you two seem abnormally cheery, what's up?"

"Things are going to start going my way from now on I think," said Tommy, "I feel like I have a fresh start and I plan to make the most of it."

Duke patted Tommy on the shoulder as he strolled past then look over to Crystal. She didn't make eye contact with him but she couldn't have hid the smile on her face. Duke just gave her a knowing chuckle and walked with her to his seat.

Tommy paused before he sat down, something out the window catching his eye. "Hey, um, I'm gonna be right back, there's someone I have to talk to, real quick." Slinging his bag back on his shoulder he hurried out of the classroom.

The two of them looked out the window at where Tommy had been staring. Duke shrugged "Well, he is acting a bit strange, but at least he's being more positive. That's a good thing right?" He went to leave but noticed Crystal hadn't budged. "Hey, is everything okay?" He still didn't see anything out the window.

Something was wrong, Crystal could feel it. While she was glad that Tommy's attitude had taken a turn for the better she was still worried about him. Something wasn't right.

The bells had just stopped ringing when Tommy made it out to the playground, Sara was still sitting on the swing set he had spotted her on earlier. "I guess I found you." Tommy said. She smiled at him and nodded to the empty seat next to her.

"Indeed you did, so have you decided what it is you want yet?" She purred, as he sat down.

Tommy noticed that she seemed to be looking at something and followed her gaze. He saw what looked to be one of the younger kids, Todd or something like that, in a fight with one of the football players named Josh, second only to Cliff, the bison, as the biggest and dumbest guy in school. As he watched his jaw began to drop as the little pipsqueak actually started to beat the larger crocodile.

"Another one of my customers," Sara said with some satisfaction, "Apparently young Josh there has been bullying him for some time." She turned to look at Tommy with a wide smile on her face. "Isn't it nice seeing people get what they want?"

Tommy nodded vaguely. Part of him had still disbelieved the whole thing, but now that he was seeing its effects firsthand, all doubts vanished. "Speaking of things we want, I thought of what it is I want." Sara just looked at him expectantly, with a wide, genuine smile upon her face. "I, um, I want you to make all the other cheerleaders infatuated with me - especially Rachel."

The loud cry drew their attention back to the two combatants. The burly crocodile was bent double over and the smaller kid was taking advantage of his reduced height to ram his knee into the jocks snout.

"It seems like a good request," Sara said, her eyes fixed on the moments entertainment, "Going with the jealousy route I see." Her smile deepened as she saw Tommy blush as he nodded his head. "Very well, then I do hope you enjoy your gym class."

Embarrassed, Tommy refrain from looking her directly in the eye, instead he focused on the fight while watching her from the corner of his eye. They sat there for a few more minutes as Sara swung in and out of his view on her swing like some little child. And then suddenly it was only an empty swing that came back up and Tommy turned to find her completely gone. He knew he shouldn't have been surprised. Gathering up his things he started back to his classroom just as young Todd, standing triumphant over the prone crocodile, spat on him once and walked away himself.

The day seemed to fly by for Tommy and before he knew it the bell rang and it was time for PE. His heart was fluttering with excitement as him and his friends made their way to the field. He noticed the Cheer Squad as soon as he reached the grass and mere moments later they noticed him. Tommy had to suppress a squeal as the pack of girls rushed over to meet him, reminding himself to play it cool.

"Hi Tommy!" "Hello Tommy!" "Is that a new shirt Tommy? It looks really good on you!" "Have you been working out, you look really buff." "Hey wanna go to a movie with me tonight?" "How about to dinner with me?" "Or to baseball game with me?"

The dozen or so girls swarmed around him, forcing his friends out of their way. They assailed him with compliments and date offers. His friends could only stare dumbfounded at the whole thing.

"I know girls love confidence but this is ridicules, what the heck is going on Crys...tal?" he turned to her as he asked but she was already storming off across the field, her fists clenched so tight he could see her arms shaking.

Tommy felt a pair of breasts press into his back. "Better yet, how about you come over to my house tonight and help me study for my biology exam?" The voice was that of Rachel, the Co-Captain. Her words were followed by more as she ran her tongue slowly along the back of his ear. "I could use a refresher on some anatomy questions."

A shiver a pleasure raced through Tommy's body as he scanned the crowd, spotting Jennifer off in the back of the group. She was staring at him with a very confused look, so he grinned at her and shot her a wink. Either she didn't see his look or didn't care to respond because she began to walk away. At just about that time one of the female coaches came running up.

"Ok, ok, that's enough ladies, back to practice!" She called, giving a few blows of her whistle. The gathered girls moaned and groaned with disappointment as they sulked back to practice.

As he watched he saw Rachel turn back to look at him and shot him a wink of her own. The Panda's exotic black and white color and mysterious eyes had always attracted Tommy, making her almost as beautiful as Jennifer. Almost.

"What the hell was that, dude?" Duke asked, but Tommy could only smile and shake his head. "Well come on, Crystal is waiting for us on the Basketball court. I hope, anyway." As it turned out she wasn't, nor did the two boys see her the rest of the day, though Tommy hardly noticed.

The day seemed to drag on from that point, and when the last bell finally did ring Tommy all but bolted from his seat. He didn't bother to wait for Duke, and had no idea where Crystal had disappeared to. He took the back way out of the school, it was longer but no one ever used it so there were no crowds. His thoughts were centered on Rachel - of what she might have planned for him and how green with envy Jennifer would soon be.

So engrossed was he in his thoughts he almost didn't hear the sound of heavy panting and hushed whispers coming from weight room. He paused for a moment, listening. It made his loins tingle at the thought of spying on someone having sex back here.

To his surprise he recognized the voice. "Jennifer?" he whispered to himself.

He crept down the short hallway that lead to the fitness room, crouching under the door's window. Slowly he rose to peak through, he could see Jennifer, and by the gods she was completely naked! It looked like she was straddling someone on the weight bench but he couldn't see who it was. She was leaning back and thrusting her hips forward, making her firm breasts bounce slowly up and down.

"And they wouldn't even answer me," She was saying, "They all just took off after some kid." She leaned forward, bracing her paws on her partner's chest so she could bounce her hips up and down. "He wasn't even someone important, just that scrawny kid who hangs out with the flat chested bookworm and the fat badger."

"Man, I must have caught like five intercepts in practice today, my best count yet." Said a voice below her, but the echo made it almost impossible to be sure of who it was.

Jennifer thumper him on the chest without breaking her rhythm. "Are you even listening to me?"

"Yeah, yeah, crazy girls, weird dude, I heard you." He said as his hands came into view and gripped her ass cheeks, kneading them roughly. Jennifer groaned and arched her back, wiggling her ass into his hands.

There was the sound of a toilet flushing and a moment later another figure came into view, it was a bison named Tyler, the team's center lineman. He walked up behind Jennifer, his hard dick in one hand as he pushed Jennifer flat across the other man's chest with the other. She gave a playful yelp but didn't otherwise complain, going as far as to lift her bushy tail obediently for him. Tyler leaned down and let a thick rope of spit roll off his tongue and down between her ass cheeks before sliding the head of his cock up and down her crack.

His friend held her cheeks apart as he eased the head of his dick into her tight pucker. Jennifer opened her mouth and closed her eyes, giving a long groan as one inch after another speared her rectum. Once he was mostly inside her both men paused and waited for her to adjust.

She sat panting for a few moments, shifting her hips this way and that. Eventually she sat up and braced her back against the bison's strong chest, reaching up with on hand to stroke the side of his face. They took that as their cue to continue and began rocking her back and forth, making her grunt and moan.

She gave a little cry, placing her free hand over her stomach. "Not so deep." She said with a cute little whine that made Tommy's whole body tingle. He could tell why she yelped, it wasn't hard to see the thick outline of the mystery man's cock against her belly. It was almost hypnotic the way it slid up and down her toned stomach.

Tyler grabbed hold of Jennifer's hips and stood up, taking her with him. Tommy could see the thick horse cock as it slid out of her, well over a foot of slick cock meat, and had no doubt now who it belonged to. Sure enough Brandon, the equine quarterback, sat up and buried his face in her elevated pussy.

Jennifer squealed and kicked her feet in the air as his thick tongue lapped at her juicy pussy. The wolf's mouth hung open and her tongue lulled out the side of her maw as she continued to pant in ecstasy. Strong hands lifted her up several inches before forcing her back down onto the thick shaft nestled firmly in her ass. Brandon didn't miss a beat and followed her every bounce with his energetic tongue as he continued to probe her depths for more delicious girl cum.

"Oh fuck!" Jennifer moaned as her legs wrapped around Brandon's head. She reached down and gripped his ears, pulling him harder into her cunt as more and more juices flowed into his waiting mouth. Tommy could feel his hard cock ache as he watched Jennifer's face contort in pleasure as her orgasm built. He very nearly came himself as his sweet Jennifer cried out and her body quivered in pleasure. Tyler paused in his fervent ass pounding as her body clenched up around him and even Brandon was helpless to do much else but gulp as a flood of sweet nectar flowed into his mouth. Tommy was so busy watching the horse's throat bob as he swallowed one mouthful after another that he didn't even remember to be angry. Streams of thick juices flowed down his neck as more cum flooded his mouth than he could swallow at once.

After many long seconds Jennifer finally released her grip on his head and Brandon pulled back with a gasp. His face and neck with soaked and glistening with Jennifer's juices and he made a show of licking them off his muzzle. Standing up, Brandon positioned himself between her spread legs and pressed the head on his cock against her nether lips. Jennifer bit her lip and whined for several seconds until his fleshy head forced into her tight, sensitive passage. As the flared head finally pushed into her she let out a great sigh and relaxed against Tyler's chest, hooking her ankles around Brandon's hips.

The two men quickly picked up a rhythm as one slid out and the other slid in. The sight left Tommy in a trance, unable to look away as he watched inch after inch of equine cock violated his sweet Jennifer, while at the same time just as much bovine dick flesh slid out from between her perfect butt cheeks. No sooner had Brandon's brutish length finished violating her before Tyler's own manhood defiled her beautiful ass again.

"Oh gods, oh gods, oh gods!" Jennifer screamed, pitching forward and wrapping her arms around Brandon's neck. All three were soaked in sweat by now and panting with exhaustion. Tommy watched in both fascination and dismay as both men let out a loud grunt and Jennifer cried out. From his vantage point tommy could actually see her belly swell slightly as the jocks both climaxed at once. All three stood stiff and frozen for several seconds, poor Tommy could only sit and watch as thick roped of cum began to leak out of his beloved. Neither her ass nor her pussy were able to contain the massive loads and much of the stuff gushed out of her, giving her the appearance of a second tail as the two loads met and dripped down to the floor.

Jennifer let her arms slide off Brandon's shoulders to hang limp at her sides as she tried to catch her breath. "Damn it... Brandon..." Jennifer panted. "You gotta' stop... Breaking condoms... My Mom is gonna' notice... If I keep stealing her... Birth control."

There was a wet sucking sound as Brandon pulled his limp shaft free, copious amounts of seed gushing out of the stretched cavity and splashing onto the floor.

"Sorry babe, I'll look for another brand."

"Just do what I do and only fuck em' in the ass," Said Tyler as he set Jennifer down on her feet "No chance of getting preggers that way." Jennifer gave a shuddering gasp as he pulled out and even more spunk flowed down her shapely thighs before adding to the pool on the floor.

"Great," Jennifer said, exasperated, "Where are my panties, I can't exactly walk home leaking cum all over the place now can I?"

Tommy was too enraged by the whole event to even be turned on anymore. That jerk had sullied Jennifer, his Jennifer! He would show that jerk a thing or two, once Jennifer was so obsessed with the guy she can't have she probably won't even remember the thick headed horse's name.

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As Tommy walked home, still fuming over what he had seen in the gym, his phone jingled to let him know he had a text. Opening it he read:

"ma's wrkn L8, jst U n ME. cum over @ 7 ;-) ..."

His frustration melted away as he thought about his plan and the humiliation it would bring to that empty headed jock.

Tommy hurried home and got changed into a set of nice clothes. When seven O'clock rolled around he was already knocking on her front door. Rachel opened the door for him, she was dressed in a red and blue kimono and had her hair up in an elaborate braid. Without saying a word she led him through the house and into her bedroom.

"So your Mom is working late, huh?" Tommy asked as her took in his surroundings. It was obvious Rachel's parents were loaded; the whole house was covered in expensive art and furniture. Even Rachel's bedroom was several times the size of his own.

"Yeah," She sighed lazily as she sat down on her bed and patted the spot next to her, "Some surprise meeting or something. She should be gone all night." He sat down next to her.

"What about your Dad, is he working too?" Almost as soon as he sat down Rachel had her paws all over him, rubbing his back and stroking his thigh.

She laughed softly. "No, I don't have a Dad. My Mom always said 'No man was good enough to raise me.' She is always going on about how men use and demean women, blah, blah, blah." Her paw slid up his thigh high enough for her fingers to brush the growing bulge in his pants. She leaned into him and put her lips to his ear "Personally, I think it would be hot to have a guy use me like some kind of sex toy."

Tommy yelped as she pushed him down on the bed, throwing one leg across so she could straddle him. He gulped loudly as he looked down at her, noticing that her kimono had fallen open and that she wasn't wearing anything under it. He had always thought she had very beautiful fur, mostly black with the exception of her eyes and chest. Now that he had an unobstructed view he could see that the white part extended down her belly as well and narrowed to flow between her legs, causing her sex to be very well defined.

Leaning in Rachel planted a kiss on his lips, her tongue finding its way into his maw without much resistance. He could feel her hips press against the bulge in his pants and he wondered if the wetness he felt was his own or from the warm slit pressed against him.

"Come on stud, show me how a real man handles his toys." She said in a lustfull voice. "Tie me up like a bad little slut and show me who's boss." She shrugged out of her kimono before moving on to his clothing, quickly pulling his shirt up over his head.

Placing her paw on his chest she slowly slid it down over his chest and belly, stopping to the line of his pants. With a flick of her nimble fingers she unbuttoned her pants and grabbed his zipper, moving with aching slowness as she pulled it down. Tommy could almost count each tooth as it came open, and the thought of having a girl, and a hot and nude girl to boot, this close to his privates made his cock pulse and throb. Finally his zipper was down and she slid his pants down to his ankles. Her paw rested over the throbbing tent in his boxers, her fingers playing over the clearly defined shape of his head and shaft.

"Looks like I'm not the only one who wants to play tonight." She teased as she wrapped her fingers around his shaft and gave it a few squeezes, causing a dark spot to well up on the cloth over its head. "I have a few toys in the closet over there you can play with, why don't you take a look."

Stepping out of his pants Tommy quickly moved over to the closet where he found an open box sitting in plain sight, no doubt left there ahead of time. Cattails, ball gags, dildos, butt plugs, handcuffs and other things he couldn't even guess at littered the box. He grabbed the ball gag first and was about to get the handcuffs when something else caught his eye. Hanging in the closet was an ornate silk scarf, decorated with cherry blossoms and oriental dragons. Figuring that would be more comfortable than cold metal cuffs he grabbed that and made his way back to Rachel, who was already bent over the bed and making a show of playing with her sex for him.

Grabbing a fist full of her head fur he pulled her head back, trying to be dominant without hurting her. She moaned loudly, enabling Tommy to pop the ball gag into her open mouth, locking it behind her head before letting her go. Next her grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her back, tying them tightly with the scarf. He heard her give a quivering moan into the gag as she gyrated her ass, begging him to use her.

There was a thud from down the hall, but Tommy was too busy getting his boxers off to pay any attention to it. Grasping his shaft he brought his head up to her slit, rubbing it up and down her wet mound. His heart was racing in his chest as he thought about finally loose his virginity and how amazing Rachel would feel once he was inside her. As the head of his cock slid up and down between her silky folds, hoping his attempt to figure out where the hole was would just be taken as foreplay, he marveled at how hot her flesh was and tried to imagine how hot her insides must be.

There was a click sound from somewhere over by the door, but Tommy was too focused on lining his head up with the entrance to Rachel's juicy cunny to hear it. Rachel cried out as he pressed the tip of his cock against her sex.

There was a creek as the door swung open. "Rachel, hunny, are you ok? I could hear you groaning from down... The...Hall." Tommy and Rachel both looked up quickly as Rachel's mother strode in the door, looking back with similar shock.

Tommy was fumbling with what to say when Rachel suddenly screamed into the gag, followed by a muffled; "Mommy, help!"

Tommy had just enough time to comprehend how screwed he was before something struck him in the side of the head and everything went black.

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A throbbing pain was pulsating in Tommy's skull as he slowly returned to consciousness. He could hear hushed talking and murmuring from several voices somewhere close by. Opening his eyes Tommy looked up to find himself in what looked like Rachel's basement. He was standing against a wooden beam and could feel something pressing him into it, like cord or rope. He tried to move his aching jaw but discovered he couldn't open his mouth, another length of rope apparently holding it shut.

Before him was a podium and beyond that about a dozen women sitting in folding chairs, many of whom would glance over at him before returning to their hushed conversation. At first he thought he was dreaming, or maybe his vision was damaged, but as he continued to watch the very angry and very nude females in front of him he slowly accepted that this was in fact real.

"Finally awake I see." Said a voice from behind him. Rachel's mother came into view and walked over to the podium. "Sisters," she called in a commanding voice "I thank you all for making it to this surprise meeting on such short notice. It has been my honor to have lead you all in our fight against the subjugation of the male breed.

"I look around and it makes me proud to see you all taking pride in your beautiful bodies and flaunting that beauty. It is a true testament that we will not be forced to hide ourselves under layer after layer of clothing like the males want, we will not submit to feeling ashamed of our bodies and thinking we must hide them!" There was a cheer from the gathered women "Nor will we cower before the oppressive males and submit to their whim like some mindless beast of burden, reducing ourselves to slaves and whores for their pleasure!" Another cheer, this one even louder and longer. "But still they try to oppress us, to brain wash us! This worthless sack of testosterone behind me thought to do all these things to my innocent baby," She motioned over to Rachel, who Tommy just noticed standing off in the corner.

Rachel too was naked and bore a look of shame and regret. He caught her peeking at him from the corner of her eye from time to time, but wouldn't raise her gaze from the floor. Tommy tried to call out to her, to beg her to explain things to her mom, but his pleas couldn't escape the binding around his maw.

"This monster," Rachel's mom continued, "tricked my baby with pleas for help on a quiz, asking if she would help him study. My Angel, naive but compassionate girl she is, agreed to help him. Once he had conned his way into our home and made sure she was alone he attacked!" Outbursts of anger and shock erupted from the crowd. "After he forced her out of her clothes he bound and gagged her with the very sash I sewed myself for her birthday. I thank the Gods that their mercy allowed me to make it home before he was able to steal more than just her dignity."

Tommy was dumbstruck, unable to believe Rachel would lie about him like that. He looked out at the crowd, all that hate directed at him. Despite the enormity of the situation he found himself marveling at the figures of some of the women. Rachel had been the first girl he had ever seen naked up close and in person, and now he was in a room full of naked women. He couldn't help but stare at some of the larger breasted females and those with trimmed and preened pubic fur.

Several women began to cast even more shocked and outraged looks at him, and at first Tommy wasn't sure why. With dismay he realized that he had popped a boner in front of all these women. Even Rachel's mother looked at him with renewed loathing.

"You see, this is all we are to men, objects of sex and lust. Well tonight I intend to make an example of this walking sperm factory. I want you all to show him just what kind of pain and torment we women suffer at the hands of mindless breeding machines like this!" Another cheer, and this time many women stood and clapped, shouting for Tabitha to teach him a lesson.

Rachel's mom, who he now knew was named Tabitha, walked up to him and roughly grabbed him by his cock. "From the looks of it you expect us women to just rush up here and service your filthy cock, well don't worry, it's going to get plenty of attention before the night is out." There was a buzz sound followed by a crushing pain at the base of his shaft. He cried out in pain as a zip tie was tightened down, biting agonizingly into his sensitive flesh.

Tabitha motioned for the other women to come forward, and they eagerly descended upon him. Fists and nails assaulted him, several landing on his face and in his groin. Within moments he could feel his face and even his nuts begin to swell. Some grabbed his erect shaft and sunk their claws into, many not relenting until they saw blood well up from under their claws. Others took hold of his vulnerable testicles and squeezed ruthlessly or slapped and punched at him. The intense pain made his stomach heave and caused his poor orbs to swell further. Tommy was helpless to defend against the assault and could only scream and cry into his gag. Though the attack seemed to last for hours it was actually only a few minutes before Tabitha broke it up.

"Now, now ladies, there is still plenty of fun to be had before we are finished with him." Tabitha said as she produced a knife and grinned down at him. Tommy felt his heart skip a beat and be began to thrash against the ropes as he watched her kneel. Tabitha pressed the tip of the knife into the skin at the stop of his scrotum. Liquid fire raced through Tommy's groin as Tabitha began to cut a slow line down his sack to the bottom then up the back again. Reaching in with deliberately clumsy fingers she fished out the precious white orb from inside and set it to dangling just outside it protective home. She began to make another incision but stopped after an inch. She looked at the knife in her hand, then back up into Tommy's horrified and tormented face. Dropping the knife on the floor she slipped two fingers into the cut and began to slowly pull the tear open wider.

Tommy howled and thrashed as much as his bindings would allow, the sound of tearing skin resounding in his ears like ripping paper. Hot blood covered Tabitha's hands by the time she finished her slow ripping and had removed the remaining testicle from its cradle. She sat back and admired her work, the offending appendages dangling like two chicken eggs on the end of a few thin tubes and tendons.

Standing back up Tabitha walked back to the podium and grabbed a handful of something before turning back to the crowd. "You see these, they are what men think gives them the right to demean us, humiliate us, use us. Well it's time we put these revolting things in their place, reminded them just how weak and venerable they really are!" Tommy watched as Tabitha slowly poured the hand full of sewing needles out on the podium's top.

Tommy shook his head frantically as the women approached him, their weapons in hand. He begged and pleaded, but all these women could hear was the voices of men who had put them down all their lives. The world exploded into pain and fire as the first needle was pushed into his supple orb. Urine began to trickle out of his bound dick and bile began to rise in his throat. Each needle might as well have been glowing fire pokers as they violated his flesh. Blood and other fluids leaked out from around the needles as several women took to swirling them around once inserted. Other women simply poked and stabbed him repeatedly, laughing menacingly as he screamed and jerked each time. Before long both his testicles looked like him Mom's sewing pin cushion, but by this time Tabitha had called for a stop.

At long last the women backed away, their ammo spent. Tabitha waved Rachel over and put an arm around her shoulder as she spoke to the crowd again "Now, Rachel, it's time to show this beast the kind of pain he had in store for you. He thought to steal your innocence, to defile your body and degrade your spirit. Show him just what kind of pain him and others like him inflict with their selfish actions."

Tabitha took hold of one of his balls and ripped the needles free, causing chocked screams from above, before placing it in her daughter's paw and stepping back. Tommy pleaded with his eye for mercy, she of all people knew he was innocent, that he didn't deserve this.

"I'm sorry." She mouthed before squeezing first her eyes, and then her paw shut. The muffled pop could be heard across the room and the women cheered as blood and white gunk seeped out from around her clenched fingers.

Tommy's body convulsed in pain and vomit flooded into his mouth and seeped out from around his tied jaws. Tabitha quickly pulled the binding free so he couldn't choke to death. Tommy couldn't even scream, he retched and retched until his stomach was empty. Even then he continued to heave until his chest burned and his stomach was tied into knots.

He felt a paw grab him under his jaw and lift his head up. "Looks like you lost your lunch," Tabitha said, patting him on the cheek softly, "Now it wouldn't be very hospitable of me to let a guest go hungry." He felt her fingers gently touch at the sewing needles remaining in his other ball. With great care she slowly pulled each one free and while not as painful as when they entered the feeling still made Tommy's eye roll back in pain.

One by one the needles clinked as they fell to the floor. Tommy wondered what this might mean, but the fog of pain didn't let his through get much past idle curiosity. With great effort he managed to lift his head enough to look into her face, where a grin of crazed malice looked back at him.

He felt a horrible tension on the bundle of veins and blood vessels holding the abused orb as Tabitha began to pull. Tommy's mouth hung open in a silent scream as the tension built and built, Tabitha's grin seeming to grow with it. In the deafening quiet there was a very loud "Snap!" and like some sick doll with a pull string Tommy's scream accompanied the bundles retreat back into his body.

When Tabitha thought she could be heard again she lifted the sobbing boys muzzle to face her. "Now, now." She cooed. "No need to cry, and here I went to all that trouble to prepare a snack for you." She forced his jaw open, which didn't take much effort, and gently slid the violated orb into his mouth. "I hope you like Scrambled Egg." She said, laughing madly at the joke as she snapped his jaws shut.

Tommy felt the bile rise is throat as his teeth closed around the tiny ball of flesh and he felt it pop, squirting a vile gooey substance over his tongue and down his throat. Tabitha's hands covered his nose and tightly clamped his muzzle shut. She leaned in and brought her lips up to his ear. "If you ever want to breathe again you'll swallow it."

Her voice dripped with poison and spite and Tommy didn't doubt she meant it. He worked his jaws as much as he could to chew the foul thing, the texture of it was rubbery and reminded him of an over-cooked boiled egg. His lungs were burning by the time he had mashed it up enough to attempt to swallow it and as the slimy thing slid down his throat he nearly vomited it back up. He looked expectantly at Tabitha but she still had her hands clamped tightly over his mouth. She turned her head back to her assembly of followers.

"Thank you ladies for helping me teach this vagrant a lesson, I'm sure it's not one he's going to forget anytime soon. I doubt he'll ever try to touch another woman like that again." The other assembled women cheered and congratulated themselves while Tommy began to jerk and thrash trying to break free of her grip in his desperate need for air. "Rachel, Honey I want to go upstairs and get yourself to bed, Mommy is going to clean up this mess and I'll be right up." Rachel gave Tommy one more concerned look, noting the way his eyes seem to be drooping and he wasn't struggling as hard as anyone "Don't worry my dear, he's not going to try to hurt you ever again." Her mother said reassuringly and Rachel nodded turning to make her way to her room. Tabitha turned her attention back to Tommy who was only barely conscious "Now the real fun can begin." She whispered to him as his eyes drift closed and he sagged in his bonds.

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Tommy felt the velvety blanket of unconsciousness begin to slowly pull back and he began to drift towards wakefulness once again. His body felt incredibly sore and his muscles felt stiff and hard to move. He tried to roll over in his bed and stretch his arms out but when he did he discovered that his arms were stuck under his back and that his normally soft bed was oddly hard. He opened his eyes, one eye anyway, finding the other swollen shut, and slowly his vision began to clear. He discovered that he wasn't in his room anymore but was in a basement of some sort, apparently an occupied one he thought as the sounds of someone drifted over to him from just out of view... Like someone was rifling through boxes or something. He groaned as the full extent of the pain in his body began to hit him and slowly he began to remember just what had happened in the past couple of hours. He knew he should be frightened but somehow he just felt too tired to be afraid, his body hurt too much to care. He tried to adjust his wrists that were bound behind his back into a more comfortable position as he craned his head up to try to see what was going on.

Tabitha was emerging from another room carrying a strange device in her hands and the look of it sent shivers of Tommy's spine. It looked like some kind of belt or strap on but where one end of it was the smooth shape of your average dildo, complete with ridges and bumps, the other sported a straight steel spike with backward facing hooks, it looked like it could pierce anything it wanted quite easily but pulling it back out would be a horrifyingly painful affair. Tabitha was moaning softly as she sunk the fake dick into her wet cunny and secured the straps of the belt.

She stepped up to Tommy and knelt down between his legs and she smiled down at him, then followed his gaze down to the spiky apparatus and chuckled softly "Oh not to worry that's not going to be used on you, though it's a fun idea." She rested her hands softly on his chest and let it slide slowly down over his stomach, which she noted with pleasure quivered every time he took a breath, and down lower until it rested over his groin. He had long since gone soft after losing consciousness and so Tabitha had to do her best to coax the shy little cock from its nice warm hiding place. She gently stroked his sheath with one hand as she ran her other hand over the fur of his chest in a soothing way. Though Tommy was in no way relaxed or turned on by any of this he still found that his body couldn't help but respond. He wasn't sure what she had in mind but he groaned out in frustration as he tried to force himself not to get hard.

He wanted his night to be over and he didn't much care how, though he had the feeling that even if he begged her to kill him she wouldn't, though she would no doubt enjoy the request, and so he stayed silent.

Despite doing all he could to focus his thoughts on his naked grandmother, dead puppies, baseball, he soon felt the pink tip began to slide slowly free of its protective home and as the head of his cock came into the open Tabitha's lips immediately closed over it. She began to suckle him like a nursing babe and he found himself groaning again, this time not so much in pain but with a minute amount of pleasure. Slowly more and more of him began to come under her control as his cock grew harder and slid free directly between her waiting lips. For a woman that seemed to hate men so much her tongue was surprisingly skilled as it lapped and curled over him.

"Please no..." Tommy groaned as he felt tears start to form in his eyes "No more I'm begging you, please just leave me alone." But Tabitha ignored him and her lips continue to slide up and down his hard shaft. He noticed however that she wasn't trying to make him cum, she was only trying to tease him and get him as hard as she could, though Tommy wasn't sure why he knew he wouldn't enjoy the reason.

After several long minutes of Tommy laying there helpless listening to the wet sucking sounds and feeling his dick forcibly molested she finally pulled back and admired her work. From somewhere she produced a zip tie and once again placed it at the base of his shaft just as it left the sheath. Tommy winced as she cinched it tightly around him until it bit painfully into his flesh. He gave it weak cry but made no other protests. He laid his head back and sobbed softly as he stared at the ceiling trying to force whatever was happening out of his mind, he knew if you watched it would only make it worse. Then he felt something cold and sharp press against his skin at the very base of his groin where his sheath started. "Please no, please..." His voice was choked by sobs and he could barely see through the tears that were pouring down his face. As Tabitha drew the knife across his skin and the first lines of blood began to flow Tommy let out a grunt, but as each back-and-forth slice cut deeper and deeper his cries and screams grew louder and louder. He jerked and thrashed but Tabitha easily controlled him.

Tabitha was only halfway through his sheath by now and already her ears hurt from how loud Tommy was screaming. Visions crossed her mind of reaching forward with a knife and just slashing his throat open just to shut him up, but that would have been too good an end for him. With one last stroke she cut away the last bits of flesh and tore his whole sheath off. The wound immediately began to gush blood but that was of no concern to Tabitha.

With the blood still trapped in Tommy's hard cock she slid it the rest of the way out of the ragged piece of flesh and discarded the useless bits. This was the first time she had ever been able to use this toy and she was looking forward to it. Placing the cut end on the tip of the spike she slowly skewered it into place. Tabitha smiled as she looked down at her new dick and then back up to Tommy. He had stopped screaming and I was sobbing in between ragged breaths.

"Well now that I have this nice new tool, wherever am I going to find a nice little cunt to fuck with it?" Tabitha put her hand on Tommy's shoulder and brought her face close to his. "Well I guess I'm just going to have to make one." She whispered in his ear and at the same moment he felt a sharp poke at the newly formed wound. The point of the knife dug deeper into his flesh and Tabitha adjusted the angle so she wouldn't hit his hip bone.

Tommy could do nothing but scream and cry. The pain wasn't as bad as some of the other things he had experienced that night but even so she was taking her time and he could feel every inch of the blade as it sank deeper and deeper into him. As he felt the hilt press against the bloody wound he was almost thanking her that it was over. He felt a hand gripping his jaw and Tabitha turned his head and forced him to look into her eyes while at the same time she yanked the knife free.

"Don't worry little whore I'll be sure to give you the best fuck of your life." Getting her hips into position she pressed the fleshy head of her new cock against the slit of Tommy's 'virgin pussy' and began to push forward. Tommy attempted to scream but his voice was just too hoarse to be able to accomplish it and what came out instead was more of a dry groan from a man dying of thirst. "What a tight little pussy you have bitch, and already so nice and wet for me."

Tommy realized that what she said was in fact was true. The open wound was bleeding profusely but it did offer quite a bit of lubricant which eased her passage as she stuck his own cock deeper and deeper into him. Once her hips rested against his own she stopped and held that position.

She was still holding his face and looking into his eyes which were now glazed over with fatigue and pain. She also took great satisfaction in the way his body twitched and spasm under her. She had of course noticed the large pool of blood that was forming under them and her legs were becoming soaked in it but she hardly cared. She pulled back with the same delicate slowness and once the head of her new cock popped free of the bloody gash she rammed back in with all her strength. Tommy only managed a weak grunt but it was still satisfying to Tabitha as she began to pound away. "You like it don't you? You little slut." She yelled at him, "I could tell you were just begging for a nice hard cock."

If Tommy had been at all coherent, he might have picked up on the shrill tone that had crept into Tabitha's voice. "You would just love it if I filled you up with cum wouldn't you, horny little bitch!" A tear dripped onto Tommy's face and slid down his cheek. "That's right - why don't I just fill you full of cum and get you nice and pregnant!" Tabitha was practically screaming at this point as her hips rammed into Tommy causing his body to jerk back and forth and splattering blood over the both them.

A sob had crept into her voice as well and though she didn't even realize it she was crying. "That's what I'll do. I'll leave you, like you left me, to raise a child on your own, you worthless piece of shit!" She roughly released her grip on Tommy's chin and braced herself against his shoulders leaning her head back. She began to pant and grunt with each thrust. Tommy's body was shivering underneath her and the vibrations traveled up the stolen cock and into the plug buried deep in Tabitha's pussy. Slowly everything else drifted out of her mind and all she concentrated on was the feelings in her loins. It was amazing how much sensation could be transferred from one end of her toy to the other. She could practically feel every inch as she slid it in and out of boy's body. She focused on that feeling and let it build and build. Her thrusts grew more and more violent sending jets of blood spraying over her breasts and neck, splattering the walls and dripping from the ceiling. All the while the wet sucking sounds filled their ears and each embrace caused their fur to stick together in the coagulating blood, only to be pulled apart moments later.

After countless minutes her hands tightened on Tommy shoulders and she gave a cry as the best orgasm of her life began to rip through her. Her body spasmed and jerk uncontrollably as she imagined herself emptying imaginary balls full of cum into her new fuck toy. She let the waves of the long overdue orgasm crash over her like some great tsunami and when it finally receded she felt wiped clean, as if years of repressed hatred and anger had been swept out of her. She was completely sapped of strength and collapsed over Tommy's chest. Her breath was reduced to ragged pants and her skin felt like it was on fire, and so she found it comforting how cool Tommy's body felt, so in contrast to her own.

It was quite some time before she was able to pick herself up and her legs still shook as she sat up and pulled herself free of the make shift cunt. She had to admit she was a little disappointed when Tommy didn't react at all, he just lied there unmoving, his chest rising and falling slowly with each shallow breath. It saddened her slightly that she had broken her new favorite toy, but it couldn't be helped. Taking hold of her stolen member she gave it a rough yank and tore it free of hooks that held in place. To its credit it hadn't lost any of its rigidity and was still hard as a rock in her hand. Sliding her hand under Tommy's neck she helped him to sit up and began forced him to look into her eyes. But again she was disappointed, Tommy's eyes starred back at her unfocused and unseeing, they had a glazed over look of one who had long ago checked out. It was a shame he wouldn't be able to fully experience her last little gift she had for him but that wouldn't stop her from giving it to him anyway.

She eased his unresisting jaw open and with his severed cock in her other hand she slipped the head into his mouth and began to feed it down his throat. He gave a choking, gagging sound as she pushed the last few inches into the back of his throat, far enough that he wouldn't be able to pull it out, not that she thought he was going to try at this point. Letting go Tommy fell back and she watched him for several more minutes as his chest tried to rise and failed. There were more wet sounds as his gagging, choking body instinctively trying to clear the air way but without any other help it was a lost cause. After a few moments Tommy's body began to jerk and convulse as the lack of oxygen began to affect it, but slowly those convulsions began to slow and his body stopped fighting. And then he was simply laying there unmoving and eyes staring off into nothing.

Tabitha smiles in quiet satisfaction, until the realization of just what a mess she had to clean up dawned on her. The entire floor was covered in a huge pool of blood and with her frantic humping even more now splattered the walls and had even reached the ceiling in certain points. Plus there was the body to deal with, not to mention what she was going to tell her daughter when this little cretin didn't show up to school tomorrow. Well one thing at a time she told herself and went upstairs to get herself a shower before the blood hardened into her fur... Oh, and fetch a mop.