Chapter 0 - Bad neighborhood

Abigail was a cosplayer who loved what she did, she loved making the costumes, loved going to cons and taking pictures, she loved the attention and she loved wearing her costumes. Her cosplays were always popular and it wasn’t hard to figure out why, Abigail was a woman built for breeding,a pair of voluptuous tits nearly as big as her head with wide hips that made her walk in a very seductive way and an ass she could smother anyone lucky enough to end up beneath it. She knew all of that of course, she wasn’t stupid enough to not figure why she was so popular, but she didn’t care because she loved doing what she did and she loved her sexy body. She was currently making a few last minute checks on her Princess Peach costume while talking with her mom on the phone.
“Mom I keep telling you, I’m gonna be fine” She was really proud of her costume, sure Peach didn’t have the outrageous curves Abigail had but she did have the same big blue eyes and long blonde hair.
“Are you sure? Why not just let me drive you, or one of your friends could, I don’t think it’s safe for you to go alone” her mother had a tendency to get overprotective of her daughters although this time she did have her reasons for worrying.


If Abigail wanted to reach this con she was going to it involved her walking through a pretty bad part of town and since she didn’t have a car and didn’t dare take public transport in her costume, walking was pretty much her only option.
“All my friends are busy that day and I don’t want to bother you with such a long car drive, plus I might be there for a while so that’s just means me eating up more of your day and that just wouldn’t feel right.”
“But-”
“Don’t worry, I’ll leave before dark and go straight home, nothing will go wrong, trust me”
“Oh alright, just be careful okay?”
“I will, bye” as she hung up she let out a sigh of relief. There was a very good reason she didn’t want her mom or even her friends to come with her to this con, a very personal reason.


Her favorite porn artist would be there.


She had initially planned to skip this con, but after reading that her favorite artist would be there and selling a porn comic that would be exclusively available from there for three months plus selling some of her favorite comics of his she just couldn’t not go. Understandably she didn’t want her friends or family to know (this artist drew some very hardcore stuff) and she really wanted to show off her costume to him, take a photo and maybe get him to sign her favorite comic then get home and do some reading with her favorite dildo cranked to the highest setting.


What could possibly go wrong?
_


The con itself had gone great, she had gotten tons of attention and photos taken of her, the artist had been really nice and even made a signed drawing of her and all the comics she wanted had been on sale (she even picked up a few from other artists) even when she’d gotten out and noticed that it was a little later than she had planned on couldn’t ruin her good mood as she started her walk home.


It was only when she had been wandering around for an hour and the night had turned pitch black, with the only source of light being the street lights, did she admit that she was lost.


She was scared, terrified even. This was a bad neighborhood, syringes scattered on the sidewalk, houses that seemed to be minutes from falling apart and she was pretty sure she had heard at least three gunshots, fortunately they seemed to have been far away, she was genuinely fearing for her life, luckily she hadn’t run into a single person yet but she was afraid of what would happen if she did.


“Hey there. What’s a girl like you doing in this place at this time of night?” a deep, sultry but undeniably feminine voice that sent a not unpleasant shiver down Abigail’s spine was heard from behind her. She turned around and was greeted by a sight that made her breath stop in her throat and a warm sensation build up between her legs.


It was a woman, no woman seemed an inappropriate, even unworthy way to describe her, amazon would probably fit her better. She was tall, seven feet and maybe seven inches, chocolate colored skin on a body covered in perfect muscles and curves as outrageous as Abigail’s own that seemed to be shining in a thin layer of sweat from the warm night, her hair was styled into dreadlocks with a ponytail long enough to reach her hips with a pair of deep brown eyes on a face that both scared and aroused Abigail. She was pierced on both her lip and right eyebrow and was dressed in nothing but a white tank top that made it perfectly clear that she wasn’t wearing a bra and that she had both her nipples pierced, a pair of jeans and well used sneakers finished of her simple outfit.


Abigail didn’t know what it was about this woman but she both instantly terrified and aroused her which made her mouth run dry, her legs seemed to turn to both stone and jelly making her unable to move and a heat flowing all over her body starting from her crotch.
“Didn’t you hear me?”
“W-what?” She couldn’t hear her, all Abigail could think of was being smothered by the woman’s tits, how good it would feel if she sat on her face and let Abigail worship her ass like it deserved.  The woman walked towards Abigail stopping right in front of her, which made her realize just how tall the woman was, Abigail was just at chest height with her.


“I asked what you were doing here?” She reached over to Abigail, playing with her hair a little and it took all of Abigail’s willpower to not just lean into her hand and let her pet her like a dog.
“I-I got lost on my way home. I don’t know the neighborhood well” the woman removed her hand and Abigail almost let out a disappointed whine.
“Aw, that’s too bad. You walking home from that con downtown?” She nodded.
“Would have gone there myself if I’d known there would be cuties like you there” Abigail blushed and stared at her feet while the woman licked her lips as she ran her eyes over Abigail’s curves.
“That’s a real good costume though. Peach right?” she went back to stroking Abigail’s hair and this time she leaned into it, almost like instinct.
“I’m Bonnie by the way”
“Abigail” she said, almost like a purr as Bonnie continued to stroke her head.
“Mind if I take your picture, Can’t let a sexy bitch like you go without taking a picture of her”
“Sure thing” Abigail hadn’t even heard the bitch comment, too lost in her own thoughts of being used as a personal cleaner as she licked every part of Bonnie’s body clean. Bonnie took out her cellphone as Abigail struck a pose with two victory signs and a perfect smile.
“Perfect. This will make an excellent ‘before’ photo” Bonnie said as she put her phone into her pocket, leaving Abigail confused.
“‘Before’? Before what?” and Bonnie picked her up by her waist and shoved her tongue into her mouth.


Abigail knew she should have done something, kick her, punch her, scream or fight back in some shape or form, but she simply couldn’t or rather she didn’t want to. Bonnie’s pierced tongue absolutely dominating her mouth just felt so right, like this was what she was meant for. There was no romance or love in the kiss at all only lust mixed with the desire to dominate and to be dominated, it was loud, sloppy and almost beastial in its ferociousness and when they finally disconnected there was still a string of saliva connecting them. Abigail was panting like she’d just run a marathon and her heart was beating a mile a minute while Bonnie looked like she was just getting started.
“That’s a good girl and good girls deserve a treat” Bonnie said as she put Abigail down on the ground and lifted her white tank top above her head, giving Abigail a unobstructed view of her perfect, pierced and enormous tits. Abigail couldn’t help but drool.


“I’ve seen you eyeing them since you first saw me. You wanna suck them don’t you?”
“Yes. Oh god, yes. More than anything I’ve ever wanted!” she was desperate, begging, her hand trying and failing to rub her pussy through her elaborate dress. Before she knew it Bonnie had once again picked her up, only this time she shoved Abigail's face into her tits and the blonde proceeded to suck, carass and worship them. Her lips wrapped around one of Bonnie’s nipples, sucking and flicking them with her tongue, while her hands massaged the other breast her mouth couldn’t occupy, switching back and forth seemingly at random, she wanted to taste as much of Bonnie’s tits as she could, licking, sucking and kissing whatever she could reach and massaging and groping whatever she could touch.
“Now what do you say?”
“Thank you, Mistress. Thank you for letting me suck your tits. Thank you for letting me pleasure you. Oh god, you smell so good, taste so good, I wish I was more worthy of you” every few words out of her mouth was punctuated by a loud slurping or sucking sound as she continued to suck, kiss and lick Bonnie’s tits.


Right as Abigail was about to plant another kiss on Bonnie’s chest, her feet were back on the ground, a trickle of fear bubbling inside her, fearing she’d done something wrong.
“Did I do something wrong, Mistress? Have I displeased you?” she looked ready to cry, like the prospect of displeasing her mistress was the worst possible thing that could happen.
“No” Bonnie answered before grabbing Abigail’s dress by the collar, pulling down and effortlessly tearing her entire dress off leaving her in her lacy white bra and panties.
“I just wanted to move onto something else. Something big” her hands went for her pants and for the first time Abigail actually noticed the giant bulge in Bonnie’s pants. She didn’t know how she had missed it, it was huge, she both feared and hoped that it would split her in half.


Eighteen inches of cock as thick as Abigail’s wrist was unleashed from Bonnie’s jeans hard as steel with a pair of balls the size of oranges brimming with cum that was soon going to fill her and a pussy right behind them that was wet with arousal, Abigail couldn’t help but let her fingers dig into her pussy imagining that monstercock inside her made her pussy soak her panties and her whole body burn with a perverted lustfilled fire. As the futa pushed her down on her knees all her thoughts were consumed by the cock in front of her. The first thing that hit her was the smell, a musky and sweaty odor that made her fingers work even faster and her mind fog with lust, her tongue unconsciously licked the head of it and the salty taste alone was enough to make her have a small orgasm.
“What do you think?”
“It’s per-” before she could even finish her sentence her head was showed towards Bonnie’s cock, six inches immediately going down her throat before Bonnie pulled out, leaving only the tip in Abigail’s mouth, before roughly shoving eight more inches down her throat.
“Oh fuck, you’ve got such a good throat. It’s like it was made to be nothing more than a fuckhole for my cock. It’s so tight I can barely fit it in there, but I’ll make sure it happen. Would you like that, slut? Would you like me to shove my futa cock down your throat and spray you full of my cum?” As she talked her tempo increased, Abigail’s head was little more than a blur on her cock while she only got gurgles in reply she could tell that a belly full of cum was just what her new slut wanted. Before that though she decided to have some fun.


She grabbed Abigail’s head and held it away from her cock with one hand as he picked up Abigail’s until now forgotten bag. Inside she found comic books, but not just any type of comic books, comic books depicting futas fucking and enslaving women along with tons of other depraved reading.
“Wow, so this is like a dream come true for you, huh? My big futa cock raping you and making you nothing but my cumdump? Fit for nothing but getting fucked and bred until I give you away to my dogs so they can have something to fuck?” The more she talked the harder Abigail masturbated.
“Yes, please do that to me. Make me your cumdump. Let me give birth to daughters you can fuck like me, futas that can rape even more sluts like myself and then throw me to the dogs so they can pump me full of doggy cum once you’re sick of me. Please, Mistress, I’ll give you my sisters, my mother, all cumdumps just waiting for you to rape them, just give me that” if it was even possible Bonnie’s cock grew even harder and bigger.
“Fuck, did I luck out on finding you, you worthless slut” and then she shoved her entire cock down Abigail’s throat whose eyes rolled back into her skull as she came hard enough to make her see white. Bonnie was not done though, she continued to shove Abigail’s head up and down her cock, covering her entire length in saliva as Abigail became little more than a gurgling wreck.
“Fuck, I’m cumming. Take it all you bitch!” whatever Abigail was prepared for it certainly wasn’t the torrent of cum that flowed out of Bonnie’s cock like a damn had just been released, filling her stomach and already making her belly grow, and as soon as it hit her tongue and stomach she knew that she wanted to be filled by it everyday, nothing could ever compare to it and she knew that if she begged hard enough her Mistress might fulfill her wish and pump her full of it everyday.


As Bonnie pulled out her still hard cock from Abigail’s throat, who let out a little whine as she did so, she looked down on her newly acquired fuckmeat. Her mascara was running, creating black streaks down her cheeks while the rest of her face was covered in pink lipstick, saliva and cum. Her panties were practically see-through with how wet they were and somehow her bra was still on. With one tear Bonnie fixed that error as well as removing her panties, making Abigail stand there completely naked, her giant breast and ass clear for Bonnie to see as well as her pussy that was as wet as it had ever been. Bonnie picked her up as easily as one picks up a twig, and put her cock on her belly, to show just how far up Abigail’s body it was going.
“Please shove it in, Mistress. Fuck my slut hole and make me yours” her voice was filled with desperation and need, she would do anything for that cock and Bonnie knew it and while she could make her squirm and beg for it, she knew it would be so much better to simply break her with it. And so, with one strong thrust, nearly her entire cock ended up inside of Abigail.


Bonnie’s hands had a tight grip on Abigail’s hips as she bounced her up and down her cock, Abigail’s tits bouncing up and down with the rhythm only stopping when Bonnie clamped her mouth around one of her tits and started sucking on them as if milk was going to come out, although if she did have her way that would soon be the case.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, cumming, cumming so much, your cock is making me cum so much, Mistress. Please shape my pussy into the shape of your cock, stretch it so that your cock is the only one I feel, pump me full of cum and impregnate me with your cumdump daughter” there had been one small part of Abigail that had been afraid that her Mistress’s cock would hurt or actually break her apart, but as she bounced up and down her cock while her mouth was once again ravaged by her Mistress, all she could think about was how perfectly her cock fit her pussy, how nothing she had ever tried felt as good as her cock inside of her, a cock that was fucking her right in the womb making her entire body know that this was her purpose now, to be nothing but a cumdump for an amazonian futa.


She was down on the ground now, on her knees being fucked like a dog, her expansive ass being spanked by her Mistress and jiggling obscenely with every loud slap while being held her by the hair forcing her to hold her head up and making sweet pain flow through her body.
“Oh yes, fuck me, Mistress. I’m yours, your slave, your cumdump, I don’t care if it’s in public in front of hundreds, just fuck me, rape me, breed me and mark me as yours” the rest of her words just turned into meaningless babble as pleasure overrode her brain while Bonnie continued to plow her cock into her quivering pussy and spanking her butt until it was red with her handprints.
“You fucking slut. Willing to sell out your whole family just so you can be fucked by my cock. Does it feel good to know that you’ve doomed them all into becoming my fucking breeding sows? You know what I’m gonna do, I’m gonna take your sisters and make them fucktoys for my dogs, they will be pets for their dog masters who’ll break them into obedient bitches. I’ll fuck your mom until she can’t live without my cock, feed you both nothing but my cum while your sisters live off dog cum and I’ll allow you to watch as I do it, as I break everyone of them into my toys, I’ll let you see it happen and they’ll all know that it’s your fault, you who offered them to me, would you like that, slut?” with each new word Abigail’s pussy seemed to grow both tighter and wetter.
“I’d fucking love it, and I’m not even ashamed of it. I want to see them break, I want to see them reduced to slaves. Punish me Mistress, punish my traitorous pussy” both of their hips had become blurs at this point, filling the streets with the lewd sounds of flesh hitting flesh and the pants and moans of a disgraceful slut.


“I’m gonna cum. You ready, slut? Prepare to be knocked up by my seed!” Her last few thrusts were even more powerful than the others before she let out a torrent of cum into her slut’s waiting womb. The cum never seemed to end, filling Abigail’s womb until she locked several months pregnant before gushing out of her pussy once it couldn’t fit anymore, all the while Abigail’s eyes had practically rolled back into her skull and her mouth was wide open, tongue hanging out as she let out a silent scream while experiencing the biggest orgasm of her life. After what seemed like minutes the flow of cum finally stopped, but Bonnie was still as hard as ever and had no plans to stop what she was doing. She picked up Abigail and started carrying her with her legs touching her shoulders before shoving her cock back into the pussy that she had thoroughly conquered. Abigail herself was only letting out moans at this point, her mind broken by the amazon’s cock. She was little more than a cock sleeve at this point, being dragged up and down a cock so big it was making a bulge on her stomach while her pussy was quivering with one orgasm after another.
She didn’t know how many times she was pumped full of cum, how many times she was kissed, how many time she was allowed to suck her Mistress’s tongue, how often the sucked each other's tits, all she knew was that by the time she was down on the ground, sucking her Mistress’s cock that was covered in a mix of cum and girl juices, she could see the sun just starting to rise. Just as her Mistress was about to cum, her head was pulled back while her Mistress stroke her own cock furiously until she hosed her down in cum, she tried to get as much of it in her mouth as possible but it was simply too much and she ended up being covered in white thick musky cum. And even after all that, a fucking that had lasted hours, her Mistress was still hard as steel and just barely breathing any harder than she had before it all started. Her Mistress put her strong hands behind her head once again and proceeded to once again face fuck her making more cum and saliva dribble down her chin.
“Now smile, slut” Bonnie took out her phone and got ready to take a picture as Abigail, mouth full of cock, made peace signs with both her hands. 
“And there’s the ‘after’ picture. You belong to me now, so let’s get you and your family some nice dog collars to wear” all she received in reply were a few gurgles before shooting another torrent of cum down her throat. 


(Two weeks later)


One look at Rebecca made it clear where her daughters goth their looks from, a pair of tits that strained the blue sundress she was wearing, a pair of hips she almost instinctively swung as she walked, a big juicy ass that jiggled with the slightest movement, blue eyes and blonde hair that reached her ass, though if you looked at her you wouldn’t believe she was a mother of three, still looking youthful even in her early forties. She was currently waiting for her oldest daughter to arrive for a visit they’d planned last month and decided to check the living room to see if she had arrived.
“Girls, has Abigail arrived yet?” she asked her two eighteen year old twin daughters currently occupying the couch; Jenny, a tomboy with shoulder length hair, a t-shirt with ‘Star Wars’ written across her massive chest, and a pair of ripped jeans barely able to contain her hips and ass meat, and Julie, who was currently going through a goth phase with her long hair dyed black, blue mascara and lipstick, a black skirt barely concealing her ass and black lace panties, a black shirt that showed off her pierced belly button together with some black and white striped knee-length socks.
“Not yet, and you’ll probably notice when she does” Jenny said as she continued watching the movie they’d put on.
“She does always like to greet us so cheerfully” Julie said, flipping another page of her book.
“I would have gone with ‘loudly’”
“Yes, but I was trying to be nice. You should try it”
“Girls!” but before anything could really start the doorbell rang, expecting it to be her daughter, Rebecca went and opened the door.


Whatever greeting she had died in her throat as she saw her daughter and the company she had brought. Abigail was dressed in a way she’d never seen her in, a white bikini top straining to contain her massive tits, a pair of daisy dukes she couldn’t even button up making the white thong she was wearing clearly visible with a pair of high-heels and what Rebecca was sure was a dog collar around her neck. What truly took away her breath though was the absolutely massive woman (though from the massive bulge in her pants she wasn’t sure that was the right word) she had brought with her. Every fiber of Rebecca’s being was simultaneously telling Rebecca to get away from her and to worship the very ground she walked on. The woman was almost distracting her enough for her to miss the two absolutely massive german shepherds she had brought with her, who wore neither collar or leesh, both almost as musclebound as their owner and probably two or three times the size of normal ones, Rebecca was almost afraid of what they would do to her but all they did was walk past her and shortly thereafter she could hear the tearing of clothes along with the distressed calls of her twin daughters, but all her attention was given to the goddess in front of her.
“Hi, I’m Bonnie” the woman introduced herself as she proceeded to grope Rebecca’s tits through her dress, who found no desire to make her stop, all she did was let out a soft moan as Bonnie’s big strong hands pinched her nipples through the fabric.

“And I’m here to show you your new lot in life” with a single tear Rebecca’s sundress was on the floor, giving a clear view of her braless tits and soaked thong. Somewhere in her mind she registered what was happening and how wrong it was, this woman about to rape her, her twin daughter’s cries of distress turning into moans of pleasure, Abigail openly masturbating while begging for Bonnie to fuck her mother and her own desire for it.


But as her new goddess closed the door behind her and showed that she had the biggest cock she’d ever seen while jingling three dog collars from her finger, she realized that she didn’t care about anything else.
