Chapter 2 by Devil-of-the-pen
Who are you?
A freelance cumdump
You awaken feeling the cold pavement underneath you as you wake to a dark empty alleyway smelling of trash and sex. You dont remember what happened last night but you remember what you were doing as you feel a cold blockage in your asshole. You move against a wall and squat as you begin trying to push out what you can only assume is your payment. Your pake a 5 foot tall sissy turned flat tranny with tight A cups and a 5 inch dick. Your hair is pink tied into pigtails and you wear nothing but fishnet gloves and stockings with a small pink handbag. You grunt and pant as the large coins clatter on the ground underneath you as cum from last night flows out of you like a tap forming a jelly like pile underneath you. You run your hands through the cum mound rubbing each pound token on your thigh before putting it in your purse. As you put the last one away you begin to walk out into the street looking to see if anyones around.
Does anyone go by?
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City of sins
A world run by addiction
In a technological world run by conglomerates and criminals... Sin is a virtue. A sin is the methodology of the era, what drives every person to get up in the morning and keep fighting to stay alive. Wether it be money, pleasure, or fame you are driven be the sins you hold most dear, pursuing your lifes addiction... it is the year 2105 in brimstone city... what is your sin?
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Updated on Feb 2, 2019
by Devil-of-the-pen
Created on Jan 21, 2019
by Devil-of-the-pen
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