Chapter 1: Introduction
Timmy was super lonely. So wildly socially inept especially with women. An incredibly stereotypical nerd. Small, lanky, glasses. God it was hard to be him. Porn was cool, though. And in particular Timmy had some interesting tastes. Curvy, thicc, meaty, mean and most importantly, Goth.
Timmy's ideal. That's why he spent an entire week searching for the perfect Goth porn stars. And low and behold, out of nowhere, he found them - Luna Nightshade and Sapphire Midnight.
They were incredible, raunchy filthy scenes, tattooed pierced hell hounds. He’d pumped (somewhat ashamed) a good amount of change into their only fans. And then one day the two post a video about a giveaway”
WIN A NIGHT WITH US.” Honestly, Timmy thought, “Who am I kidding?” He never wins contests. But what the hell, he jumped in with both feet anyway.
Weeks passed, and the timing couldn’t have been better, he’d just bombed another date when an email with a video link is sent to it, and he opens it, showing Sapphire and Luna,
dressed in skimpy lingerie with a sign in their hands saying, “You’re the winner, Prick.”
He almost died; his awkward ass, never had luck like this – he was forced to watch the video ten times to make sure. They won, and he was off to an unknown/uncanny destination.
The instructions request that once he reaches the location in question presented in the attached photos, a room key would be slipped under the door at 8:00 PM sharp.
They told him it would all be filmed and put up on their only fans. They even asked him to send in a photo beforehand. And weirdly enough when he sent a photo of his nerdy ass they seemed even more excited. They were hyping it up on their OF page to everyone, they were gonna “run this fan ragged” “show him the true love of goth mommies”
So the day comes, and here he is outside a hotel room. He takes some inhaler puffs, before the room key is slid out, he opens it and walks tits first into Sapphire and Luna. “Afternoon, Timmy”
purrs Luna, skimpy black lace juxtaposing her pale skin.
“Y-y-you’re Luna Nightshade and S-Sapphire Midnight?” Timmy's stutter is back in a rush; it gets worse when he gets nervous.
“Got it in one, nerd.” Sapphire’s skintight red latex looks even more electric next to her fiery hair. She loops herself around his arm. “He’s a bright one isn’t he, god this’ll be fun, you’ve obviously never been with a girl, good, let’s ruin him for everyone else hehe”
Timmy can’t help but feel tongue-tied, the overwhelming wave of horniness, and a hint of fear is strangely addictive.
The room itself is a dream, and it feels surreal that it was saved up on a freak accident of a cash prize on a porn site – floor-to-ceiling windows showing off the breathtaking view of the city, velvet curtains making it look like a luxurious set, and the offly elegant white sheets of the king-sized bed.
The place oozes an aura of elegance and sensuality. “Um…. Uh…. I’m-im such a huge fan of you guys, really, uh you make great stuff, really, very pretty-“
Timmy stammers even more intensely, cheek flaming and limbs trembling as Sapphire laces her arm through his, pulling him further into the suite.
Luna laughs and locks the door behind them. "We're glad you like us, Timmy. That's why we picked you," she purrs, casually tossing her long, black hair over her shoulder. The strands glimmer in the dimmed room lights as she walks up to him, wearing a calculating smirk. God this was all so hot, they’re like 4 inches taller than him. And god, so curvy. “So nerd, what’s such a normal looking boy, like you want with us two… succubi”
Sapphire asks, winking and twirling a fiery lock of hair around her index finger. The obscurity in the statement only causes Timmy’s mind and body to reel even further.
The sexual tension in the room crawls, coils and unravels around the trio, as two Goth angels, angels with sultry unpredictable personalities, and Timmy, perfectly innocent, a virgin about to be consumed by the dark energy of their shared desires. So many piercings, and tattoos.
“I um, you’re very big-“ “you callin us fat?!” Luna said looking angry. Timmy panicked “NONONO, um your butts, uh-“ “ha, we’re fucking with you, we get it, we’re big in all the right places, honey, I mean look at these asses”
Sapphire says, squeezing her meaty ass and winking at Timmy. He gulped, and blushed.
“Oh good. I thought- I thought I offended you.” Timmy shakily replied, trying to keep eye contact and hide the fact that he just had a semi in his pants.
“Trust me, cutie, we love offending people. It makes it more fun for us.” Luna smiled menacingly, lustfully eyeing Timmy from head to toe.
“Ok so here’s what’s gonna happen virg, we’re gonna roll the film, do some dirty talk, some soft core stuff, give you lap dances, smother you with our asses, good stuff. Then we’re gonna fuck you, and there’s rules, you don’t get a say in anything. Once we start we don’t stop till we want to, we fuck how we like for as long as we like. We’ll do whatever we want to you. This is your last chance, you can pussy out or be man, and let two goth brick shithouses run your ass”
Luna said, tracing a painted nail down Timmy’s shivering chest.
A lengthy pause follows, in which Timmy stares back and forth between the women, his pulse quickening. Lips part, throat dry, he gulps.
“Ok, I’m ready.” He mumbles, spine tingling, his heart leaping with anticipation.
Something primal, unexplainable surges through him. “Good I’ll go get the camera… Luna play with him”
Sapphire sauntered off to the next room to prepare her equipment.
Luna grabs his chin, but not in a domineering way; more like a predator assessing her prey. And damn she feels powerful, commanding. Against all odds, this is it, his first real contact with a woman. An actual woman, not just an image on the computer screen.
The moment lingers, tempting, beckoning. She holds her position, scanning his eyes. “Oh fuck just looking into your eyes, it’s gonna be so much fun smothering you”
Luna murmurs, giving him a hungry, playful grin. Slowly, she purrs, parting her lips and leaning in. Timmy puckers up but she doesn’t kiss him, instead sucking on his throat, hard. Luna's lips left a lipstick mark of blood-red on his skin. Her lust-filled eyes captured him. By his waist, she drew him closer to savor her ravenous hunger.
Timmy felt a strange surge of arousal and fear, like the sensation when his stomach rushed skyward on rollercoasters. The dynamic wasn't just that he was a fan, but now he was caught in their world. Their realm of seduction and dark prowess.
Luna's long, black hair gleamed in the dim lighting, tickling Timmy's face. Kiss marks were plopped all over his face. With wet smooches. Sapphire heads back in “Luna! Already marking him?”
Sapphire’s smoky laughter echoed as she re-entered the room, toting a high-quality camera. “God, you two, never mind, I know when I’m not wanted.”
Sapphire chuckled, setting the camera down on a nearby table. Then, she idly began to adjust some of its settings, pretending not to watch Luna and Timmy. “Ok nerd move, you’re gonna be off to the side, we’re starting this shoot with us giving the fans that good shit, some twerkin, then we’ll motion you over when we want to”
Sapphire commanded, pointing toward a plush armchair next to the curtains. He obeyed, feeling a shiver of vulnerability as he watched them set up. Meanwhile, Luna turned her attention toward the window, surveying the twilight cityscape before her.
“Alright let’s roll this shit” sapphire said as she set a countdown on the camera.
Luna and Sapphire posed provocatively in front of the hotel room’s floor-to-ceiling windows. The sensual aura of impending intimacy washed over Timmy, as he observed from the side-lines. Luna’s silhouette was captivating, accentuated by the steamy vapor seeping into the room from the en-suite. As the camera started rolling the two began clapping their asses every way possible. Making slutty faces. Hamming it up and throwing it back hard.
Their bouncing, jiggling, and wobbling left Timmy's jaw on the floor. Wide-eyed and speechless, he took in the spectacle, fighting back the butterflies erupting in his stomach.
As the twerk session grew more intense and hypnotizing, Sapphire finally motioned Timmy over. His pulse leapt and pounded as he hesitated for a moment before moving closer to Luna, now flanking the other side of her. “So all of our bitch boys, and fellow goth baddies out there. It’s time for our fanfuck, and we could not be more dripping wet to play with this one *lick*”
Sapphire whispered, leaning into the camera, licking her lips slowly and seductively. The subdued lighting illuminated their porcelain features, making them look ethereal and otherworldly.
“Now, Luna and I have some fun planned, and our little geeky prince here is gonna follow orders. Understand, nerd?”
She glanced at Timmy who stood slack-jawed, taking in her words, a million anxious and lustful thoughts swirling through his head. “God look at his fucking face, oh my gosh fucking cutie I wanna just tear him to pieces” she gushed squishing his face playfully. The two stud up “look at our asses dork, look at these, fuckin huge, meaty booties”
standing confidently, they put their butts in Timmy’s face, purring and cooing about how beautiful they are.
The chemistry between these three is explosive, and it’s about to translates to sheer raw passion that’ll keep readers at the edge of their seats. They let the camera drink in their voluptuous curves, exhibitionist, raw, intense, barely contained sexual energy radiating from their every pore. “Now audience, little Timmy has never ever been with a girl… right tiny Tim?”
Sapphire winked at the camera, playfully patting Timmy's cheek. The internet was about to eat this up.
“Guess not.” Timmy stammered nervously, altogether forgetting about the millions of people soon watching him.
Next, the girls closed in for a passionate, bruising kiss. Their hands wound desperately in each other's hair, lips locked. A raw, unsettling heat pulsed in the air. Timmy's breath hitched as Luna broke the kiss, leaving them both panting. “You like that Timmy?”
Luna’s heated whisper pulled him from his stupor. Her black hair cascaded around them, creating a veil of intimacy. Timmy blinked, his heart stuttering in his chest.
“Mmm, yes, I-”
Sapphire silenced him with an electric kiss. Her tongue danced with his, fingers tracing intricate patterns over his chest. Hunger—raw and untamed—bloomed between them. Luna butted in, Timmy’s first kiss was with two goth pawgs! Two pierced tongues and lips owning his mouth.
of ebony and crimson. The intensity of it all made him sees stars, realizing this was a dreamlike scenario, he pushed all doubts and anxiousness aside. The odd sensation of kissing a woman, having someone taller than him wrapped around his body. This wasn’t just a fantasy anymore, this bare and raw encounter with these tantalizingly powerful figures. He wanted more of them, to taste their porcelain, oddly sensual glistening skin. To worship every curve, dip, and juicy bit of these insatiable women. Both took turns slapping him lightly “oh yes such a good boy, look at him he’s so redfaced” Sapphire said to the camera, licking his face. “Tear our fishnets open cutie, free your dream asses haha”
she ordered, ass jiggling in her latex outfit as she wriggled her hips back and forth.
Watching the two transformed before his very eyes, Sapphire gripped Luna’s thicc ass and pulled her closer. The scent of their perfume was intoxicating. He managed to tear the fishnets, assmeat spilling out, the two goth hos letting out loud moans for the camera “goooooood boy!”
as he did so. The lustful hunger and enjoyment of the moment carried him through the next actions, forgetting all hesitations. Hit by the blessing of the twenty-first century, when adult-labeled "fun" could be enabled and fully validated by the internet and social media. Two voluptuous, dark-sided women fitting every last one of his fantasies, displaying a dominant side, spurring him with commands, encouraging his every action, and beautifully maneuvering his inexperienced, trembling hands.
“Now get your hands in there, feel us.
Make us purr and moan.” Shivers raced down Timmy’s spine as heat coursed through him. Despite his nervousness, he eagerly explored the lush curves of these goddesses before him, hungry for the sounds of their approval. Instinctively, he obeyed each order given, savoring every sensation that came his way: cloth, lace, skin, and fabric. It had all turned into a sensory overload as he journeyed deeper into this unexpected, sinful escapade. “Alright baby enough small stuff, wanna double lap dance”
Sapphire purred, beckoning him over to the plush armchair.
Timmy moves over as Luna straddled one side, Sapphire the other. Their leather-clad thighs squeezing either side of him. Heat radiating from their bodies, an aroma of herbal musk dominating the room. Their bodies were sinful, a playground for the hands, but what was even more shocking were the whispered commands, the dirty talk that lashed him with dark intrigue. He’s never thought he’d be getting lap dance, let alone a double one!
And from two Goth goddesses, no less.
Luna purrs, “Red or black, nerd?” Her eyes glimmers with devilish delight.
“Huh?” Timmy’s too dazed to guess what she wants from him. Ordinarily, he’d overthink any advances from women. But with these two, he is just along for the ride. Their chemistry is overpowering.
Sapphire giggles at the stupefied expression on Timmy’s face. They take turns throwing it back on him. Doing it together, shoving him between tits, and asses. “Fuck Saph I can’t take any more tear those fucking pants down. I wanna see what the nerd is packin!”
Luna shouted, reaching for the waistband of his slacks. As her searching hands brushed against skin, Timmy yanked his hips back, a squeak lodged in his throat. His fair skin was beet red as a smirk spread across Luna’s lips. “Oh ladies and gentleman, he’s a big boy!”
“Timmy we have a surprise, we’re not actually fucking you” she clapped and in walked 8 huge studs. “You’re gonna be our cucky, as we get Gangbred by these 8 monsters of cock.”
Sapphire snickered, green eyes glinting with excitement.
Timmy could only sit, mouth agape, his mind reeling from the unexpected turn of events. His body trembled in anticipation as Luna kissed his shocked face. “Don’t worry, sweetheart, you’ll still have some fun.” She winked at him, ass jiggling adorably.
The room filled with more laughter and the sound of zippers being pulled down. The atmosphere buzzed with tension—both thrilling and terrifying. 8 massive cocks. “Yeah you’ll have fun being a little fag cuck while real men beat our assholes in, come tear us apart boys!”
Luna yelled, waving at the line of muscular men.
Timmy’s heart seemed to stop for a moment, his soul left in shock. “W-what? No, no! I-I can’t do this! I-I never agreed to gangbangs or someone else fuckin you guys!” Timmy stuttered, pushing against Luna’s chest, trying to stand up.
Luna’s smile evaporated, replaced with a sinister, angry scowl. “Excuse you? We do what we want, studs fuck me now!” Suddenly Timmy is held between Luna and Sapphire as the 8 men circle them, the two goth whores getting as dirty as possible. “Alright boys pound our throats” sapphire said on her knees, holding timmy between her and Luna. And the men don’t hesitate.
. They take turns shoving their length inside her, their thick cocks stretching her lips wide as she struggles to take it all in.
Her mascara runs down her cheeks, eyeliner in a dark mess as she goes from man to man, moaning around their cocks. And all the while, Timmy is trapped between her and Luna.
Luna’s fingers dig into his arm, her body pressed tightly against his. They deliberately let slobber and precum fly all over him. Pulling their mouthes of cocks to moan at him “TIMMY THEYRE SO HUNG” “THEY JUST RAPE MY THROAT TILL I PUKE” “THESE ARE REAL MEN”
Sapphire moans at him her eyes sated with lust. The strong smell of musk and the aroma of bodies dominated the room. The elegant and sensual mood was replaced by an almost animalistic frenzy. Timmy felt disgusted, confused, but also oddly excited, as he is pulled and thrown into the chaos.
The controlled environment of the room fell into sexual anarchy that even Timmy could not avoid. His mind raced as he tried to find his place in this Holy Terror Show. Slobber and bile began flying everywhere, the goth chicks loving being treated like dumpsters.
Flesh slammed hard into flesh in harmony with the feral grunting and growling; this hot mess of a situation lured Timmy into the surreal world of these insane sex gods.
The sensations overwhelmed him—he felt trapped in a vicious cycle of torrid passion and self-loathing. His heart raced, conflicted between disgust and a warped sense of arousal. Their raw, primal sex enveloped him, and the perverse exhibition clouded his reality.
Timmy couldn't comprehend the events unfolding before him. The men began cumming, a bukakke coating the sluts and timmy.
The mixture of cum, spit, and bile splattered across their faces, often flying into Timmy's mouth, nose, and eyes. He struggled at first but it felt like he became numb to it, his mind swimming in a daze. His senses heightened by lust, a complex mixture of shame, confusion, and thrill careening through him.
The prodigious showcase of carnalrivulets of pleasure relished in the heavy atmosphere. Timmy couldn't believe his eyes, and yet, somehow felt strangely at ease. He’s laying on the ground and the sluts don’t waste time, laying atop him and the studs begin pounding the on top of Timmy.
The thumping of their balls onto his chest in sync with the grizzly groans of the men. He wants to cry and laugh at the same time. They use him as a breeding ground, their hot flesh gliding on his, cum slowly dribbling over his body, rubbed in like lotion to be massaged into unthinkable spaces.
The cacophony of primal grips of climax, the riot of colors splashing before his eyes – it all drills into his brain, branding an unforgettable memory at the forefront of his mind. “Oh fuck so fucking hung, ugh! So deep in my fuckin shitter”
Sapphire howled, spit flying from her mouth as she screamed in pleasure. Luna echoed her moans, her priceless cries of ecstasy filling the room.
The scene that began as a steamy, sensual encounter transformed into a raw, visceral show, pushing the boundaries of socially acceptable behavior. As the duo reveled and wrestled in the chaos, a part of Timmy tried to resist, repulsed by the vulgarity. Sounds of such meaty fat juicy asses ringing out *plap plap* *plop pump*
filled the room, accompanied by the raunchy moans of these two insatiable women. His heart pounded in his chest, his breath pent-up in stifled confusion. This scene was far from the controlled, sexy atmosphere he expected when he stepped into the luxurious suite, and yet he found his mind teetering on the sharp edge of arousal. The transfer of power and its unpredictability enticed him to explore his farthest boundaries. He didn’t know how, huge dicks swinging next to him, precum flying out.
Luna's and Sapphire’s shameless cries, their asses jiggling and thighs quivering all over him. It should all be overwhelming; maybe he should have been afraid, disgusted or even running for the hills. But he felt torn. A part of him was repulsed by this filthy spectacle, but there was another part of him that silently craved it.
As a reclusive, socially awkward computer programmer, he had almost never allowed himself to indulge in sex or physical intimacy. These whores were getting dp’d now, spit roasted. Luna had positioned her ass over Timmy’s face so that he’d be right below the cock drilling her.
Each powerful thrust jolted her plump body, forcing a puff of air over his skin. Timmy tried to process this dizzying scene as he greedily inhaled her scent, and the smell of sweat, cologne, and release filling the room.
Sapphire, on the other hand, was now plastered between two studs. Their bodies, slick with sweat, moved together in a rhythm—a mixture of brute strength and carnal passion. She looked absolutely debauched as she threw her head back, moaning, growling, and gurgling. Luna moaned in between being choked, “say the word fag nerd, and we’ll let one of these boys blitz you. Oh fuck he’s cumming i can feel it I’m gonna cum fart on Timmy”
she roared, shoving her ass into Timmy’s face, covering him in musk-filled air. Sapphire bucked with pleasure against the pair of relentless cocks, her body tensing and releasing as she reached her climax.
The room grew foggy as sweat dripped and bodies uncontrollably moved in an obscene, lustful dance. “If you guys have to cum, use the cuck as a cum rag, I want him gay by the end of -GAWK” she gets interrupted by a cock pumping into her maw, but they listen, hosing Timmy down whenever they want to.
each spurt collected by his face. They were all an unhinged mass, a sex orgy headed by the unlikely duo of two proud adult actresses and a shy, unassuming programmer. Timmy felt like a bug on a hot summer sidewalk, helpless as cars of DNA soup (white jizz) drove by, until he was soaked, sticky and satisfied with his newly acquired cum face.
“Timmy I’m gonna fart cum all over your fuckin face awh”
Luna cried, kamikaze-style, crashing down onto him, smearing her round, silicone-enhanced ass all over the surprised programmer. He squeaked as her unnatural booty jiggled against his face.
“G-gross,” Timmy stuttered but he felt trapped inside his tumultuous emotions. Overwhelmed by the mixture of regret and a dark, lustful thrill. As if sirens had called him to the rocky shore and served him up as a meal to their gruesome beasts.
What just happened? “Oh Timmy, they’re all still so big and hard” the two goth demons moaned licking his face.
All semblance of sensuous elegance dissipated, being replaced by a vortex of primal, sticky lust. Their moans of animalistic pleasure sent chills down Timmy’s spine, excitement and fear taking turns at his emotions. How did he end up here, underneath these two domineering women?
“Get up, Timmy!” Sapphire’s raspy voice jolted him out of his stupor, her eyes demanding. “The men are still hard. Still so fucking big, awh my gawd so fat and big and long haha”
Sapphire said with a slur, her words muffled, as she talked around a mouthful of cock. Her mascara continued to trickle down her cheeks, leaving jagged tracks of black through the foundation caking her face.
As if compelled by a force unseen, Timmy allowed himself to be pulled into the midst of the pile, his body held captive by the rolling tides of lust and intrigue. “Somebody teabag Timmy!”
Luna yelled, encouraging the men to oblige.
A chorus of raucous laughter filled the room as a pair of firm testicles swung inches from Timmy's face. The sensation of warm flesh slapping liquid against his skin brought forth another wave of confusion and shame—he might have been turned on.
Eight men—each the epitome of masculine dominance—hovered over him like he was their prized, cum-soaked offering. Timmy's breath hitched in his chest, each exhale laced with embarrassment and curiosity. And so many nuts were plopped in his face. This was gay. So gay.
—god, why did he feel this way? The haze of shock and discomfort slowly wore off, replaced by a gradual realization of what he was allowing to happen, perhaps even wanting it. It all swirled in a tempest of mixed feelings, perturbed by the delicious agony and delight, unsure when one began, or where the other ended. His mind flashed back to the winner's circle and the absurd sequence of events that had led him here. As musky balls smeared on his face, his supposed to be straight face.
Timmy's thoughts spiraled in chaos. He couldn't help but recall his pitiful existence before this wild ordeal. The contrast was almost comically absurd. A socially awkward, closeted nerd and a pair of dominant female pornstars.
Raised on a strict suburban diet, Timmy's naïveté in the ways of the world was a gourmet meal set for these brazen whores. The further he delved into their jungle, the more he became entrapped by a dichotomy of self-loathing and fascination. “Are you guys even into men?” He sputters to the studs under all the nuts on his face. “Idk” one of them dumbly mutters. 8 dudes still teabagging Timmy’s face. Luna and Saph are fisting themselves watching they turn to the camera getting up close to it “look at him, faggy fuck boy, aw fuck yeah. Someone breed his throat!”
Luna guffawed, her hand drifting between her thighs. She smiled wickedly before bringing her gooey fingers up to Timmy’s lips.
“Suck.”
Being helpless against their carnal machinations was dizzying, a tidal wave of indecency that swept him off his feet. Their depravity was an intoxicating mix of repulsion and attraction, Timmy unable to resist Luna and Sapphire’s seductive ways. “You want some cocks in your mouth” Luna and Sapphire say looking down on him, letting their spit trickle down into his mouth, “you want some cock bitch boy? Who’s a good bitch boy? Who’s a good fag? *loogie hocking*”
Luna bellows, her deep laughter echoing in the room.
Normally, Timmy would feel insulted. In fact, just moments before, he was struggling to come to terms with the situation unfolding around him. But then, as if he were spectating through drunken eyes, he found his mind shifting.
The fear dissipated, and with it, the embarrassment that threatened to drown him. What remained was an exhilarating attraction he couldn't quite place. “Here fag, why don’t you suck cock with us ok?!”
Luna urged, playfully shoving the distended member into his line of vision.
A few days earlier, Timmy Nerdgasm would have been repulsed by this proposition; however, something in the way these audacious women dominated the entire situation awoke a strange yearning in him. Maybe it was the freedom of being in the midst of this chaotic whirlpool that softened his inhibitions, or the unnatural high he got from losing control.
He couldn't tell. As the two whores gobbled up the cock and balls he was between them face first with just such a big musky fat filthy stinky dong. “*ssssslurp slop gawk* SUCK IT *sluurp*”
Timmy heard one of the women muffled by a dick demanded and complied.
The colossal shaft in front of him. He thought, What the hell am I doing? I'm not actually going to do this, am I? Questioning his own resolve, Timmy felt an unidentifiable magnetic force tugging at the deepest part of him. It wasn't until the sensation of a fleshy mass on the tip of his tongue that he surrendered to the intimate embrace of those masculine appendages. Two more cocks plopped on his head.
Timmy’s world narrowed.
Shock gave way to a blind, primal instinct—survival. He was growing accustomed to this new reality.
As if a switch had been flipped, the old Timmy dissolved, replaced with this new, fearless creature he never knew existed.
Despite his predicament, he couldn’t deny the attraction as he struggled to take the first man’s cock into his mouth. Luna—aware of the situation—kept smacking his ass and encouraging him on. He was drowning in cock. And Luna and Sapphire stepped away to bring the camera over, as Timmy was in a monster blowbang bukkake.
Dwarfed by the thick male bodies, he was sandwiched in an unapologetic sea of lust. Their hands roamed freely on his trembling frame, leaving trails of sweat, precum, and an adrenaline-induced high. For Timmy, this was no dream or nightmare; raw emotions intermingled with an unquenched desire that pooled in the depth of his existence.
Timmy stared at the towering shaft of male genitalia before his eyes. His throat spasmed, visceral panic rising. Then a cock flopped across his eyes blinding him as cocks were rubbing and thrusting all around his face and mouth.
An odorous musk arose from the sea of desperate manhood, threatening to overtake any inkling of doubt or unease Timmy still clung to. But as he reluctantly began to acquiesce, allowing each of these dominant, virile cocks to pass through his lips, something shocking occurred: Timmy was no longer repelled by this indecent action; instead, he found himself inexplicably drawn to the primitive, potent thrill.
He became a ravenous beast himself, mindlessly succumbing to this inherent drive that coursed through his veins.
Timmy began to savor the carnal flavor of musk and precum, reveling in the exhibitionistic pleasure of his wanton, submissive state. Surrounded by lathered, insatiable meat, he drew each man closer, sinking deeper into their vile mercy.
Timmy bobbed his head in rhythm, eagerly sucking the twin cocks that fought for attention in his mouth, hands riding up and down the dewed poles. Someone yanked his head back and began pumping into his mouth. He got pulled off to the side so a guy could get a few thrusts. Back and forth, and back and forth.
, gripping and quivering, Timmy gagged like a thirsty dog. His throat grew sore as precum spilled like floodgates. This guy came so deeply it seemed like he’d never reach the end. Timmy’s tongue and lips were held fast in a vise of lewd pleasure.
Finally, they pushed him down and began spraying down, Luna and Sapphire jerking the boys off to make sure they really drench Timmy.
Soft, gooey ropes hit his face, cascaded onto his outstretched tongue, and clung to every strand of his helplessly matted hair. Luna’s moan synced with each gush of semen, “Oh God! Timmy! Fuck, you’re such a good little faggot, are you loving it bby?” She yelled, completely captivated by their gangbang fantasy. Timmy laid there panting like a bitch in heat. Luna and Sapphire squatting over him. “Hey babes here’s what gonna happen, we gave these boys a shit ton of viagra, and we’re gonna leave the camera running, go catch a movie and some dinner, and just let them run a train on you. And these boys are real Neanderthal stud types, so they’ll do whatever they want to you, ok toodles, hope you get gangfucked till gay”
Luna said playfully, pulling Sapphire towards the door.
As the pair of pornstars left, cackling and promising to return in a few hours, Timmy was left in a circle of still hard floppy massive stinky cocks. “Alright, I guess let’s fuck the shit out of him” “ you think he could take 4 at once, probably” the 8 men dumbly mumbled to each before descending onto
their new play toy.
Timmy squealed as rogue hands grabbed, groped, and manhandled his lithe form, slathered with musk and cum. His body grew tense from the uncomfortable thrill that engulfed him as he was shoved face down into the hotel suite's plush carpet, a cacophony of raucous laughter, and obscene catcalls guiding every invasive touch. They spread his legs and pulled his ass up, his exposed privates smacking obscenely against the cool, stiff fabric beneath.
3 hours later
Squelching, clapping, and sloppy sounds still ring out from the hotel bedroom, as Sapphire and Luna finally return. The enter to see a horde of 8 studs. All ramming into one not cum soaked, cum flooded body, Timmy.
Our timid, once closeted nerd was now reduced to a moaning, writhing mess, his hole spread open and invaded. He could feel every inch, every ridge of every man there, as they took turns plundering him with no restraint.
Luna and Sapphire grinned at the spectacle before them, watching the men ravage his body, their slick bodies slapping together to create an orchestra of pure, unadulterated lust.
Timmy's swollen hole, an entrance to his outer limits, stretched obscenely around their cocks. He cried out, overwhelmed by sensation. It seemed as if the gang of men showed no signs of stopping, only driving their hips with brutal, brutal force into his compliant form.
His stretched asshole could be seen between their masterful thrusts, an unimaginable erotic sight. Timmy could feel them trace his inner walls, tickling and teasing while they ventured on. The artists painted vivid images inside his rectum, wondering how it all could fit. He actually had managed to fit four in his ass at once, all while load after load was dumped all over him,
plenty in and around his mouth and body. This debaucherous scene would have made a stiff-lipped priest spew out sacrilegious words.
But more importantly, Timmy's body was fully immersed in a carnal submersion that would give Eros himself a heart attack flutter. The sexual tension grew in the room like a monstrous tidal wave, a lusty storm threatening to drown all resistance and leave him begging for mercy—a mercy he had no intention of granting. Finally another shower came before they picked him up and dumped him at the two pornstars feet.
"Proper bath time for you my dirty fuck boy" said Sapphire evilly. Timmy complied with an exasperated moan. As he showered,he could feel the pain of all the pounding that occurred in the previous hours. His bruised skin smarted like crazy as he scrubbed it gently trying to clean up any residue left. From his body and the room. It took a while to clean up, as they wanted a thorough job done, any trace of cum and sweat gone. When he returned he saw Luna and Sapphire sitting on a couch cuddling, he moved to leave but Saph called out” Timmy sweetie where you going?”
“Uh back to my hotel room?” He squeaked, “oh no sweetie, you’re in town for the weekend, we’re not letting you go until we drop you off at the airport, my ass needs eating”
Luna replied slyly, beckoning him back over the couch.
Before he could muster any protest, Luna had already hooked her leg over his head, yanking his face harshly into her crotch. “You better eat like you’re life depends on it, or I swear to God, Timmy I’m gonna fuck your life up you little faggot”. The room smelled like a army bunker gone wrong, musk and semen thick in the air, like a filthy perfume.
But he didn’t resist, not anymore. “You know what, why send him back home at all, that scene will do great! Let’s just keep him! *brraaaaaap*”
Luna farted, right on Timmy’s face as he wholeheartedly partook in the oral buffet that was her freshly-licked pussy. In a house divided by a whole host of lingering scatological remnants, the three of them continued their evening of sheer sin, rampant lust, and boundless sexuality.
they played a game, where one commanded he ate her ass, only for the other to whine that it’s her turn, back and forth he’s shoved into asses.
Fat fucking stretched out wet shit filled asses. Luna demanded,“how bad do you want our pussies, Timmy? All night, we’ve been filling your holes with cum, farts, and jizz, telling you what to do and how to do it. Now it’s your turn to prove your loyalty, to please your goddamn goddesses. So tell me, Timmy. How bad do you want this? *smack skeeeeewd*”
Slap. Luna’s hand came down on his cheek, smacking and wobbling it. “I-“ *BRRRRRRRAP BRRP SQUELCH*
She farted again, with more force and degradation as her ass cheeks expanded and snapped with her explosive release.
Timmy squealed again as the warm, wet sensation splattered on his face, filling his nose with the embarrassing scent. He had never imagined himself in a situation like this — stuck between two of the most extreme dominatrices to ever grace the porn industry, and he was loving every second of it. He couldn’t deny the feeling that had come over him: pure, unbridled, uncut lust. “He’s not going home he is home *loogie hocking*”
Luna declared, as a long, thick wad of spit dampened Timmy's cheeks. “You got a new job, being our boyfriend, quit your shit move your things we own you now, I’m gonna go take a shit when I get back I want my ass cleaned”
Sapphire sneered, her mouth twisting into a wicked smirk.
Timmy looked up in stunned silence, bronze streams of piss-infused drool cascading down his chin, matting into the coppery tendrils of fellow lovers' wet, discarded mess.
One year later. On the anniversary of their greatest scene ever, “gangbanging the nerd till he’s gay”, the two goth sluts have kept using Timmy as a fucktoy for their scenes all year and on the anniversary they’re doing the gangbang again. But now 10 women. 10 goth mommies including Luna and Sapphire are getting free rein to
plow his body any way they see fit. Timmy has become their obedient little fuck toy, or the "ass licker" as they so fondly dubbed him, a tool for their demented pleasures. His existence centered around the grunts and moans of these gothic goddesses, ensnared by their vices and triumphant commands.
He cross dresses now, takes estrogen, grew his hair out, basically becoming a chubby sissy fag. So here he sit with tiny bob hair, in a cute little dress that’s tight on his new curves. As ten goth demons stand behind him and the camera rolls “ladies and gentleman, last year we broke this little fag right here and claimed him, now on our anniversary, Timmy’s gettin gangbanged again, but by the better gender women! With us our 8 of our equally hot, juicy curvy goth baddies, and we’re going to… just absolutely destroy this boy”
Luna licks her lips, her voice dropping to a purr.
Sapphire stands beside her, grinning maliciously, eyes glinting with sinister glee as she runs her finger along Timmy's cheek, causing him to shudder uncontrollably. Her hand slides down to cup his full, round ass, squeezing and kneading the ample flesh possessively. “Alright ladies, let’s not waste anytime, break this fucking loser”
Luna commands, her voice dripping with mocking disdain.
The BDSM-themed hotel suite is filled with a cacophony of gasps and moans as the ten women descend upon Timmy, their lust palpable. His heart races, alternating between fear and arousal as he feels their hands pawing at his body, lips kissing their way across his skin.
A few hours in Timmy was realizing shockingly, women were much more fucked up than men. It was gross. It turned disgusting real fast.
Timmy's sweaty, trembling form lay wasted, sprawled across the hotel room's high-thread-count sheets. Cornered by a pack of merciless vixens, he was overwhelmed by the sheer intensity, begrudgingly spellbound by the magnetism that drew him to his predicament. He’d be goaded into fighting back just to be strikes down, always apologizing like a good bitch. Then… Luna says, “you guys wanna take laxatives and
literally shit on him? I think he’s finally ready.”
Timmy felt all the blood drain from his face, unable to process these demonic women's sick desires. Luna’s gleeful, anticipatory moan served as a heartbeat; its rhythm became his own, echoing in every corner of his susceptible mind.
The lascivious vixens' merciless laughter—a symphony of devilry—enveloped Timmy, threatening to devour him whole. So they put laxative caplets in water and downed an ungodly amount.
As they drank; Timmy helplessly watched, his skittish brown eyes widening with every swig. Their raucous laughter filled the air, saturated with cackling delight.
Luna grinned and sauntered over to him, her curvaceous, tattooed frame casting a menacing shadow over the human slab before her. Timmy's heart raced as he prepared for what was to come, his mind teetering on the edge of primal fear and sheer excitement.
"Don't worry, darling. We’re gonna be rough *brrrp*”
Luna chuckles, releasing an obnoxious fart to punctuate her gleeful menace.
As they all guzzle water, Timmy lays there in fear, but also with a perverse curiosity – How far are they willing to go with this? He shudders, remembering the sheer volume of food and drink these women had consumed that day.
Luna approaches first, her eyes narrowed with lust-fueled mischief and mischief.
"Beg for it, fag," she growls, her voice low. Timmy's heart races, but his body betrays him, the desire to be used and degraded by these women too strong to deny. He stammers, trying to form coherent words, "P-please... let me taste you..."
His voice trails off, hoping it's enough to quench her sudden bloodlust. It isn't.
"Beg!" Luna roars, grabbing a fistful of Timmy's hair, a stinging reminder of her authority.
"Please, Goddess, shove your shit-filled ass in my face," Timmy says, tears streaming down his cheeks. Luna's lip curls in pleasure as she leans forward, grinding her sweaty, soiled bottom against his mouth. Timmy's mind spirals in ecstasy and disgust as his tongue connects with the slick, warm mess that leaks from her anus. His mind begs for sanity, but every inch of him craves more - the thrill of the taboo, the power dynamic, the ultimate submission. “Nnngh *FLOOOOOSH* awewwe fuck”
Luna moans, grinding on his face as she releases the first wave of her monstrous bowel movement.
Sapphire steps between Timmy's spread legs, a wicked smile curling her red, glossy lips. Her painted nails trail down his quivering abdomen, maliciously dragging across his engorged member. She grips the base of his shaft, rough and unyielding. “You know you want this, fag. He wants more shit ladies MORE SHIT!” Luna barks, nudging Sapphire's leg, pushing her forward, making way for the rest of the goth mommies to feed him their shit and piss, indulging in the most degrading, heinous orgy known to man. As Timmy sobs, his conscience shatters, and his mind hurls itself into the abyss of the ultimate subjugation, the loss of his identity, his will to resist.