Round 93
[b]*Round Ninety Three*[/b]
Annabella appeared back in the barn. The putrid smell of farm animals baking in the sticky humidity assaulted her furrowed nose. She looked around, waiting for Abel, the friendly farmer, to approach her. She was naked again, except for her cow print heels. She brushed an errant strand of blonde-pink hair out of her face before placing her hands on her expansive hips. Her breasts felt extremely heavy and full. The veins around her areolas popped out while her nipples stood completely erect. She fidgeted uncomfortably as a few drops of milk dribbled from her tits; she desperately needed that breast pump to relieve the pressure. She waited a bit longer, taking time to lazily examine the construction of the building, trying to take her mind off her breasts and the awful stench of the barn.
Where was Abel? Annabella slowly began walking through the barn with her exaggerated feminine gait. She was worried something may have happened to the old man. She walked from pen to pen but saw no sign of him. As she neared the final pen, Abel appeared.
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Abel wiped a bead of sweat from his forhead while his face grew a warm smile, "Sorry, Young Miss, Doctor didn't let me know you were coming. Things work a bit different here."
Annabella felt relieved and returned his smile while responding, "It's all good, Abel. You got the pump?"
Abel nodded and produced the pump from the pocket of his overalls. He also held a handful of bottles.
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Annabella retrieved the item from Abel's outstretched hand. As she tried to pull it away, however, he held on tight.
"Hold on one second." His soft voice started, "I don't want to see you to have to wait on me again. I'll give you something so I know you're here."
He reached back into his overalls and procured a cowbell.
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He continued, "Here, put this on. Ring it if you need me. Like I said, this place works a bit different so you'll always start here with this bell on when you're here."
Annabella took the bell and pump. She was a bit skeptical, but Abel seemed like a really genuine man so she elected to trust him. She secured the black leather collar around her smooth neck, realizing she wasn't wearing a slave collar like she normally was. This place really must be outside the Doctor's typical game. She flicked the bell dangling around her neck which chimed softly.
"Might not sound like much, but I'll hear it; don't you worry. Now go ahead and get your business out of the way, ring me when you're done."
With that, Abel turned and slipped through the door. Annabella wasted no time pumping her aching breasts and filling every bottle provided by Abel. She smiled, feeling the pressure abate and a rush of arousal from her nipples being pinched. She noticed how much more had been produced compared to last time. Her daughter would have plenty to drink, that's for sure! Annabella felt a twitch of sadness. She wanted to hold her baby and feed her directly from the source, but she understood that Master would take care of little Luscious and they would be reunited before long.
As she was finished, Annabella flicked the bell on her neck. A few second later, Abel appeared and collected the items.
"See you soon, Young Miss."
The scene collapsed.
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Annabella appeared in a barren, dimly lit room. It was small with a hard concrete floor and stone walls. There was a tiny window filtering in light near the ceiling. It felt like a basement.
She wore a crotchless white thong. The front of the thong was in the shape of a butterfly and her labia puffed out between the split in the paltry garment. Her diamond clit piercing shone in the dim light and brought more attention to her visible genitals. The thong buried deep between her butt cheeks. Her black womb tattoo sat just above the crotch less panties while her tramp stamp was proudly stationed atop her fat ass.
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Annabella's jutting tits were bare except for a sticky black cross covering each of her nipples. She swayed her shoulders and watched her boobs jiggle and flop back and forth. The cowbell around her neck had been replaced by a black posture collar with a silver ring in the front. It tightly cinched her neck and had no discernible clasp.
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On her face was a white masquerade mask partially in the shape of a butterfly.
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The mask was framed by her gaudy hoop earrings and contoured perfectly to her feminine features. It made her smoky, deep blue eyes really pop while her constantly pouting, attention seeking lips were painted a bright, burning red. Around her feet and crawling up her legs was a pair of tall black leather boots with a stiletto heel. Her pink-blond hair flowed freely down her back.
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Annabella felt extremely sexy and inhaled deeply as she reveled in her allure. She used her delicate, long nailed fingers to flick her covered nipples sending a jolt of pleasure up her spine. She was happy the pressure in them was relieved thanks to Abel. At least she had a few allies in this crazy game.
Seconds later, Sandra appeared. She wore a very conservative, flowy white skirt that nearly touched the floor. The skirt was littered with black outlined butterflies that appeared to "fly" as the skirt swayed. It rested flatly against her bony ass and straight figure. She stood on shiny black flip flops with unpainted toenails. Her top was a black sweater with a loose collar. One side of the sweater collar sagged enough to reveal a black bra strap. Sandra didn't really have anything for a bra to hold up, but Annabella felt a bit jealous as her monstrous tits were left unsupported. They strained heavily on her back. Sandra's lack of curves and potbelly were covered well by the comfortable looking top. Her dark straight, dark brown hair was roughly shoulder length and it framed her extremely plain looking face. Her glasses sat above her masquerade mask which was a copy of Annabella's. A slight smile formed between her thin lips as she examined Annabella. Though Annabella was wearing tall heels Sandra was still looking down at her.
Sandra's alto voice was friendly as she spoke, "Hey Annabelle, you look stunning! I see you had the twins, congratulations!"
Annabella looked up at Sandra with confusion as she replied in her breathy, high pitch, "Uh, hey Sandra, it's actually Annabella in case y'all forgot. And yeah, my daughter's name is Luscious, thanks fo' rememberin'!"
Sandra's slight smile faltered, "Sorry Annabella, we must have misspoke. And Luscious? Did you decide that or was that more of a....Darius selection? Also we thought you had two..." Sandra's voice trailed off before she added, "Nevermind."
Annabella laughed, "Of course Master picked her name, he the smartest man in the world after all."
Sandra shook her head and stepped forward. She placed her hand on Annabella's naked shoulder. She looked around hurriedly. Her face may have been covered in a mask, but her eyes held deep concern and her voice was calm and confident.
She spoke slowly and deliberately, "Anderson, we know you're in there and we know you can hear us. You're coming up to the most important decision of not only YOUR life but all of ours as well." Annabella stared blankly at Sandra as she continued, "Don't make the same mistakes we all made...end it while you can."
Annabella felt a tingle in her brain and recoiled as it intensified at Sandra's words. Annabelle's breath came in short bursts as she felt her heart rate increasing rapidly. Something about being called Anderson...it was like untangling something in her brain. A part of her deep down. Isolated, deeply rooted...something was coming undone.
"W-what's hap-happening to me?" Anna sputtered.
Sandra grabbed a swaying Anna and held her shoulders tightly before yelling, "Listen to us Anderson, you can fight this, I promise you. The Doctor is strong, but you can be stronger! Keep fighting! BREAK FREE!"
Anya gagged and convulsed as something inside her head continued thrashing against its weakening restraints.
"Make it STOP!" Anya screamed as she tumbled to the cold stone floor.
Sandra stood over her and yelled, "You're not some prissy slut mincing around in provocative little outfits - you're a man - a man with strong will. We could feel it the first time we met you. If anybody can beat him, it's you!"
Sandra got on top of Anda and held them down.
"Wake up!"
Anda growled and shrieked as the burning tingle in their head began spreading through their body like a river of energy. It was like a flaming torrent, filling every pore, nook and forgotten space of Anda's body and spirit.
"I remember." Andy whispered. A surge of confidence flowed through him.
Andy watched as his delicate little fingers began to lengthen and thicken before his eyes.
Sandra continued to hold Andy down as her face lit up and she excitedly gasped, "Y-yes you're doing it! Anderson, you're-"
A tall, imposing woman appeared standing basically overtop Andy and Sandra. She wore panties and a bra made of latex and chain mail. She stood on tall black leather thigh high boots which made her already imposing stature even more so. She had a medium length mane of fiery red hair and a pretty, made up face. She absolutely oozed and exuded confidence and authority.
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When she spoke her voice was commanding and aggressive, "I see you horny girls have already started getting kinky without my direction. Tsk, tsk!"
Sandra's behavior and expression changed immediately when the tall woman began speaking. Her serious, concerned eyes glazed over and she put on a dopey smile. She stood and walked back towards the far wall, looking around the room excitedly.
Andy stared up at the woman with a righteous fervor but felt his newfound confidence beginning to waver as he met her gaze. Her hard, emotionless eyes crushed his spirit and Anda felt their gaze heading to the floor. This woman was so intense so...demanding. Anna examined her newly expanded hands and watched them slowly shrivel back down until they were as fragile and delicate as before. Her long, intricate nails were as feminine as possible. The stream of energy was absorbed back into her head and whatever had come unshackled was quickly gaining its restraints back.
"Go stand on that wall, girl." The woman commanded.
Annabelle pulled herself to her feet and hurriedly obeyed the order, feeling her body quaking in fear. She meekly took her place next to Cindi who was watching the scene with glee.
Annabella kept her gaze on the floor as the woman approached with a thick click of her heels. She must have been over six feet tall with her high heels. She was also surprisingly built and THICK, this woman was comprised of a lot of meat.
Her voice was a bit softer as she spoke, "Good, now that everybody is where they belong I can begin. I am Mistress Jennifer. You may call me Mistress or Mistress Jennifer. You WILL listen to every command I give without question or there will be severe consequences. Do you understand?"
"Y-yes Mistress." "Yes Mistress Jennifer."
Annabella believed Mistress Jennifer grinned but she didn't dare pull her gaze from the floor.
"Excellent. Good girls are treated well. Since you've been good girls so far, I've got a...delicious treat for you today." Mistress Jennifer slowly paced between both Annabella and Cindi, her heavy clicking echoing through the small room. "Two of my male slaves were very naughty. Caught trying to have sex with each other. Without my permission! Can you believe the audacity? After being whipped properly, both were confined to wonderfully restrictive gimp suits and edged for twelve straight hours. I had the my best slave on it; they weren't cumming unless I allowed them to."
Mistress Jennifer stopped in front of Annabella and cupped her chin. She pulled Annabella's head up though Annabella's eyes were still fixed to the floor.
She continued, whispering directly at Annabella, "As a compassionate Mistress, I am now allowing them to."
She released Annabella's chin and began pacing again, "In a minute I'll bring the naughty boys here. You girls will ride them vaginally until they cum." She paused and shook her head, her smile faltering, "Oh and whoever does it first is the winner or whatever. Now I can see short stack's cunt so I know she's got one, how about you church girl, you got a pussy?"
"Yes Ma'am!" Cindi merrily exclaimed.
Mistress Jennifer snapped her fingers and Cindi let out a yelp. Her long white skirt disappeared completely leaving her pale chicken legs and flat ass naked. Her mound had a patch of brown pubes between her straight, bony hips. Her sweater and bra also vanished leaving her flat chest and potbelly sticking out. Besides the vagina she looked androgynous if not masculine. A ball gag was lodged in Cindi's mouth. She let out a muffled moan as her arms were forced behind her and locked into a restrictive armbinder. Annabella could hear her muffled cried through the gag as her arms clearly did not normally bend that way. They were completely immobilized and useless to her. Cindi's eyes sparkled with tears and fear.
Mistress Jennifer aggressively charged Cindi and, quick as a flash, punched her directly the stomach. Annabella gasped, the blow was very clearly meant to hurt Cindi and it looked incredibly painful. Cindi was completely defenseless and instantly fell to the ground, turning at the last second to land on her side. Cindi screamed through the gag and shook as her body was wracked with pain. She curled into a ball as well as she could though her arms remained outstretched behind her. Annabella remained motionless though she felt her heart pounding. This woman was insane!
Mistress Jennifer crouched down, her bushy vagina poked through her chain mail bottoms. She got really close to a quivering Cindi who opened her eyes wide and pleaded through bleary eyes.
"Don't you DARE call me 'Ma'am'. That goes for you too short stack. There are consequences when you act like bad girls." She used the back of her hand to pet Cindi's cheek, "Shh, shh, shh...Don't cry. We just learned a lesson, that's cause for celebration. You're now better than before."
Mistress Jennifer stood up and snapped her fingers again. Cindi's arm binder and ball gag disappeared but she remained naked save for her shiny black flip flops. Cindi pulled her arms forward and curled into a ball. Her pained moans echoed through the space no longer muffled by the gag.
Mistress Jennifer growled as she yelled, "Stand up, girl, or I'll punish your bony ass a second time!"
Cindi jumped up to her feet and sniffled. Her normally curious eyes were defeated and bloodshot while her normally excited expression was broken and pained. She bent over slightly, clutching her belly.
Mistress Jennifer had regained her grin as her voice softened again, "Perfect, the church girl has a pussy after all. She might have the least feminine body I've ever seen but, nonetheless, we can proceed."
Mistress Jennifer snapped her fingers again causing both Annabella and Cindi to shudder. Two figures in extremely restrictive latex suits appeared next to each other, laying on the ground. Their arms and legs were bound tightly as was their face. The only opening appeared to be a zipper in the crotch area. The men made pitiful, muffled whimpering noises.
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Mistress Jennifer slowly clicked her way over to them. The men reacted negatively each time her heel clicked. She bent down and unzipped the first man's zipper. A long, black cock sprang out. It was painfully erect and twitched slightly as Mistress Jennifer ran her hand down it. A drop of precum plumed out as well. She unzipped the second man's zipper and another black penis popped out, but this one was much smaller and thinner. It was also fully erect and twitched when she touched it. Clearly both men were close to orgasm. Edging for twelve straight hours would do that to a guy. Both men were crying through their gags and straining against the restrictive clothing. Absolute agony.
She teased their cocks with her hands as she cooed, "My naughty little gay boys. I'll help you cum inside a pussy just like nature intended."
As she spoke, Annabella saw a drop of fluid slip from Mistress Jennifer's vagina. Was she...getting off on this somehow?
"Alright girls, your challenge starts now! Remember, genital contact only!"
Annabella headed for the larger of the two dicks and positioned her waiting cunt directly over it, facing the bound man. She sensed her pheromones were pouring out of her though both men were close enough to be affected. Despite the situation, Annabella felt excited. This was a pretty decent sized cock and she could use some stress relief right about now. She looked down, her butterfly panties were ready to be impaled.
She squatted low and his tip squeezed between her labia. Annabella checked Cindi and saw she was struggling with the pain in her stomach but she had also gotten herself positioned over the other male. Annabella slowly lowered herself down with diminishing resistance as her supercharged lubricant oozed over the man's cock.
Annabella bit her lower lip and continued taking inch after inch until he was fully enveloped. She closed her eyes and relished the feeling of a meaty cock filling her womanhood for a second before pushing herself back up. She began bucking her hips and riding the man up and down. His agonized cries continued and he thrust his hips as best he could. Annabella developed a rhythm and bounced her slick hole up and down his shaft. A soft *schlorp* squelched out with each movement. She opened her eyes and glanced over at Cindi who was struggling to get the much smaller dick of her partner fully inserted.
Annabella's tits bounced wildly as did her hair and earrings while she built up a bit of a sweat alongside her growing arousal. It was hard work squatting up and down like this! Mistress Jennifer, meanwhile, fingered herself nearby. She watched the action with lustful interest.
Mistress Jennifer spoke to the man writhing under Annabella. Her normally calm, calculated voice was betrayed by her obvious arousal, "F-fill her up, stud. She's the most feminine woman I've ever seen. You'll make a great father for the *ngh* children...I bet you never thought *ngh* you would f- *moan* -ather a child naturally with a WOMAN."
Annabella couldn't keep the squatting up as her weak muscles were very fatigued. She dropped to her knees and simply lifted her pussy up and down along his manhood. She could feel orgasm approaching. She placed her hands on the ground in front of her and and slammed her hips up and down, feeling the familiar rigidity of a man preparing to cum. The stench and heat of sex completely filled the tiny room. Two women furiously riding extremely aroused men while another woman masturbates in such an enclosed area made it a potent and concentrated scent which hung over the room like a fog. Annabella expertly clenched her pussy walls and grinded him tightly, milking his manhood for all it was worth. He moaned his loudest cry yet as he teetered over the edge. His cock twitched all the way inside her and a torrent of seed unloaded into her fertile womb. Spurt after spurt of cum splattered into Annabella's waiting cervix. Annabella stayed all the way down and watched as her womb tattoo just above her vagina seemed to give off a strange pink glow. But, just as quickly as it started, the glow stopped. His cock remained hard once the deluge concluded so Annabella took it upon herself to start riding him again, pushing herself closer to finishing.
"Who said you could cum, slave!?" Mistress Jennifer screamed as she raised her heeled boot and slammed it onto Annabella's shoulder. The shove sent Annabella shooting off towards Cindi who continued to work the man beneath her. Annabella landed with a crash. She winced in pain as and carefully rubbed a hand along her throbbing shoulder. She crawled to the cool stone wall and rested against it, clenching her eyes tightly shut as tears began welling up. A flood of semen trickled from between Annabella's legs, coating her thighs and making her feel sticky. The musky aroma pleasantly wafted to her nostrils but did little to assuage the pain in her shoulder. It kept flowing and flowing. Annabella was surprised, this was the most cum she had ever had inside her! As Annabella caught her breath, sexually frustrated as she was, while Cindi was just finishing her partner off. The poor slave grunted and Cindi quickly stood up, removing the shaft from her pussy.
"Don't you fucking dare stand up, slave." Mistress Jennifer ordered, "Get back on that cock and take it like a woman!"
Cindi's eyes became wide and she shamefully slid back down til he was balls deep once again. Annabella watched the slaves testicles constrict and his load was deposited inside a blushing Cindi. When he was done, Cindi stood and wrapped her arms around her flat chest. She started sobbing softly and hurriedly moved towards Annabella with her head down. Annabella stood and embraced a weeping Cindi who buried her head in Annabella's bountiful tits. Cindi smelled distinctly like semen which dripped down her legs, much like Annabella.
Mistress Jessica grinned devilishly, "There we go, two satisfied studs and two nice young girls dripping cum from sore little cunts. Just the way it ought to be."
She proceeded to laugh derisively, mocking the entire situation. Annabella felt an anger welling up inside her. Cindi's hot tears rolled down her tits while Mistress Jennifer's laughter dug a hole into her head and chilled her to the bone. Annabella barred her false teeth and tightly held Cindi. Even though Annabella was smaller in nearly every way, she felt protective of Cindi.
And this bitch had hurt her.
The anger intensified with each passing second, like a hate fuel that ran through fiery veins. Every iota of sound that mocked the tears, the rape, the bondage stoked the flames. It built and built until Annabella felt a surge of power. Her mind was unlocking again.
Annabella ripped the mask off her face and threw it to the ground as she screamed,"Hey, Bitch! She don't belong to you anymore!"
The cries from the male slaves ceased immediately. Cindi stared up with bleary brown eyes. Mistress Jennifer eyed Annabella like a predator, thinking of a million ways to torture the defiant slave.
"Oh you're going to pay for that, Slave."
Mistress Jennifer snapped her fingers.
But nothing happened.
Annabella locked eyes with the dominatrix who snapped again. And again. And again. Her face changing from determined to desperate as she realized something was wrong.
Annabelle furrowed her brow and gently pushed Cindi aside. She slowly walked towards Jennifer whose eyes were wide. She had gone from predator to prey in a matter of seconds. Annabelle's thighs were a bit sticky but she wasn't concerned about that now. Jennifer fumbled backwards towards the opposite wall and stood flatly against it.
Anna walked forward til she was directly in front of Jennifer. A tingle in her brain sent a shock wave running through Anna who raised her tiny hand. She snapped her fingers and Jennifer's left wrist was suddenly bound with a metal cuff attached to a chain running from the wall. Another snap and so was her other wrist.
Jennifer spoke, her tone rife with fear, "I-I was only doing what I was t-t-told. You want the Doctor, not me. I can help you!"
Anya cocked her head to the side releasing a flash of energy as an extremely small latex corset cinched around Jennifer's stomach. She took a sharp intake of breath before sputtering with labored breath, "I-I can give you information. I can - I can -" The posture collar from Anda's neck disappeared and reappeared, clamped around Jenny's throat.
Her speech was really labored now, "The - The Doc-tor..." She was lifted up, hanging by her wrists while her feet were similarly shackled to the wall. "Y-you don't know... what he..." A shiny latex hood wrapped around her hair and face leaving only a small hole for her mouth. "Is c-capable - " An iron chastity belt locked itself around Jenny's privates. "ofphhhhhhh" A ball gag wedged itself between Jenni's lips prohibiting her speech completely.
Andy looked to the side and flared a wave of energy to the sacks of latex on the floor. The restrictive, full body suits fell away and two black men were left naked on the ground. They cried, stretched their limbs and embraced one another. When they were sufficiently ready, they turned their attention to a helpless Jenni. It was revenge time. Andy turned back to Cindi who was watching him in awe.
Anderson's voice deepened as his body reshaped itself. "Come, Simon. We have a lot of evil to undo."
Simon blinked a few times, his eyes losing their glazed over appearance, before his body began changing as well. His muscles grew while a tiny cock formed between his legs and grew longer.
His voice was deeper, "Anderson...how are you...?"
Simon was frozen mid sentence. Goosebumps ran down Anderson's spine as Doctor Grungot stepped out from behind Simon.
His nasily voice was hostile and cold, "Mr. Johannson...Didn't think I would see you again until the final round. Can't say this is the most pleasant way to greet you, I don't like stopping the game unless absolutely necessary." Anderson mentally prepared himself, pooling his remaining energy and staring Doctor Grungot down. The two men circled one another. Doctor Grungot continued, "I promise you, there's a time and place to confront me - but it isn't now. You'll have your chance. A fair chance at that." The pacing continued, "As far as this 'power' you've unlocked goes: it's simply a glitch, a flaw in my game. It'll be fixed and I'll reset the round back to a more...respectable time. Now, if you would be so kind, I'll be setting you back."
Anderson growled and unleashed all his energy, whatever this power was, he threw everything he had at the Doctor. Anderson watched at Doctor Grungot's gray, balding head filled in with dark brown hair. It inched downward slowly until it flopped over his wrinkled ears. Doctor Grungot looked momentarily confused before growling and raising his hands high in the air. He brought them down swiftly and clasped them together with a loud *CRACK*. Anderson instantly blacked out.
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"-atisfied studs and two nice young girls dripping cum from sore little cunts. Just the way it ought to be."
Mistress Jennifer proceeded to cackle with a mocking tone. Annabella blinked a few times and she clutched the sobbing Cindi. She could smell the semen rising from between both their legs and feel the restrictive posture collar cinched around her throat but...hang on...this all felt very familia-
A buzzing throbbed painfully in Annabella's brain. She shook her head a few times before concentrating again. She was standing here while Mistress Jennifer laughed...then- *BZZT* the throbbing shocked her once again. She shook her head and resigned herself to keeping her gaze to the floor and comforting Cindi. Annabella rubbed her sore shoulder which still stung. She hated Mistress Jennifer. She was laughing at the literal rape she just facilitated...but there was really nothing for Annabella to do about it. She would just have to wait for the round to end like always.
Mistress Jennifer clicked her way to the girls. Cindi trembled into Annabella's bosom when the dominatrix neared. Mistress Jennifer loomed over the quivering pair of females and drank in the power.
Mistress Jennifer's words dripped from her mouth. "Kiss my feet, slaves."
Without hesitation, Cindi dropped to the ground and got onto her hands and knees. Annabella started to do the same but stopped. She felt like this was familiar...something in her head started to - *BZZT* it started to- *BZZT* she winced and joined Cindi, grovelling on her hands and knees. She ignored her shoulder pain and brought her head low, kissing the edge of Mistress Jennifer's boot just as Cindi did to the other boot.
Mistress Jennifer cackled again as the scene began to collapse. She turned and stepped back towards the whimpering gimp men yelling something degrading before Annabelle was swallowed into the void.
[b]NAME:[/b] Annabella Slut
[b]HEIGHT:[/b] 4"11
[b]WEIGHT:[/b] 107 LBS
[b]AGE:[/b] 21
[b]IQ:[/b] 72. Basic arithmatic and reading are somewhat difficult.
[b]POWERUPS:[/b] 0
[b]SEX / PHYSIOLOGY:[/b] Biologically female with XX chromosomes and fully female genitalia. Body produces above average levels of female hormones. Unusually fertile. Strong pheromones attracting men and giving her a sweet scent. Hormone altered bartholin and saliva glands that increase oral and vaginal enjoyment for all sexual partners.
[b]PREGNANCY / CHILDREN:[/b] Unknown if pregnant. One child, Luscious Slut.
[b]HAIR:[/b] Long, silky and healthy. Naturally curled golden blond with pink highlights. Falling below mid back and hanging loosely.
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[b]VOICE:[/b] Super high-pitched, seductive and breathy. Very simple vocabulary. "Ghetto" accent. No gag reflex whatsoever.
[b]FACIAL HAIR:[/b] None. Smooth and unable to grow hair of any kind.
[b]EYES:[/b] Large doe eyed deep-ocean blue, nervous gaze, long, fake eyelashes and thick dark eyeliner. Smokey, dark blue eye shadow causing the eyes to look constantly half lidded.
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[b]FACIAL FEATURES:[/b] Rounded jaw with thin chin; high rounded cheekbones; small feminine ears; delicate, slightly upturned nose; weak, non-imposing brow; thin, highly angled eyebrows; thin smooth neck; incredibly thick, shiny, bee-stung lips that can hardly close; smooth, weak, flat forehead; layered pink blush covering cheeks and accenting their feminine shape; toothless mouth filled with perfect dentures; permanent makeup.
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[b]BUILD:[/b] Hairless and small feminine torso; thin, hairless arms and legs with virtually no muscle; huge breasts and cartoonishly weak shoulders ; Fat jiggling ass that sticks our provocatively; Wide, flared out, feminine birthing hips made slightly larger by birthing two children; Extremely tight, small stomach with six surgically removed ribs making it even smaller; thick milky thighs that rub together with each step. Skin is sexy sun-kissed bronze all the way around.
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[b]CHEST:[/b] Huge Fake looking H cup breasts. Unnaturally gravity defying and circular. Thick and veinous, pierced, dark pink feminine nipples. Over-active mammary glands. Visible surgical scars.
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[b]EXTREMITIES:[/b] Thin, delicate, soft hands with long pink, silvery sparkle nails extending over an inch past the finger; Smooth, hairless, delicate, women's size 5 feet with slightly shiny, clear-pink painted, longer nails with shiny little gems on the big toe. Reformed feet, requiring a minimum of 6 inch high heels.
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[b]GENITALS:[/b] Wide, deep, hairless, puffy, used vagina which can accommodate even the most well endowed. Dripping with semen from an unknown bondage slave.
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[b]TATTOOS:[/b] Black tribal tattoo in the shape of a womb just above her pubic area. Black tribal heart and star design on the lower back.
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[b]PIERCINGS:[/b] Diamond studded gold ring and stud pierced clit. Large golden hoops hanging from ears with "BABY" in bold pink studded letters. Silver barbell studs in nipples, keeping them constantly erect.
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[b]OUTFIT:[/b] White butterfly crotchless thong. Sticky nipple crosses covering nipples standing on tall latex stiletto boots and wearing a thick black posture collar. Wearing a white masquerade style mask.
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[b]SEXUAL PREFERENCE:[/b] Is attracted exclusively to men. Will only be submissive in sexual encounters. Specifically attracted to black men. Very high libido. Enjoys having cum on and in her body and clothing. Loves being humiliated sexually and verbally. Likes being locked in light bondage. Loves vaginal and anal sex. Prefers big penises and doesn't get much sexually out of anything less than six or seven inches. Enjoys exhibitionism and public sex. A bit of a masochist, likes being spanked.
[b]PERSONALITY:[/b] Submissive, follower, un-willing to take chances, Weak-willed, Lazy especially when it comes to household chores, prefers living in squalor, Is annoyed easily. Often considered 'Bitchy'. Doesn't care much for the rule of law. Has an extensive criminal history including drug, theft and prostitution charges. Has difficulty trusting others and often displays obsessive jealousy in relationships. Not very smart, has trouble learning. Doesn't know how to drive and is afraid to get behind the wheel. Acts like a stereotypical girly-girl including standing, sitting, walking, speaking, writing and holding things. Loves having long nails, is very protective of them. Addicted to sex and is overtly promiscuous with almost every man encountered especially if she hasn't done it in awhile. Has no issue with cheating on somebody in a relationship as long as she doesn't get caught. Incapable of wearing underwear, feels compelled to let others know, generally by showing them. Refuses to wear any clothing not considered slutty or sexy.
[b]ADDICTIONS:[/b] Smoking and sex
[b]FAVORITE COLOR:[/b] bright pink.
[b]FINANCIAL / LIFE SITUATION:[/b] Has a negative bank balance and heavy debt. Terrible credit with no prospects or knowledge of the financial world. Difficulty with basic arithmatic. Owned completely and in every way by Darius Black. Legally unable to make any of her own decisions and considered property by all legal and governmental systems. Cannot own or buy anything without pre approval by Darius.
[b]EXPERTISE:[/b] Vaginal sex, Nascar driver's car numbers, taking care of small children, celebrity gossip, effective strategies to sell the body for sex, Sucking dick, seducing, dirty talk
