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Chapter 16
by Testytesterton
Do you stand up for yourself? Or let her make you her fantasy fuck doll?
Become the gurl(s) of her dreams.
You wish it was you Vanessa dreamed about instead of your condescending cheercrush or your trampy twin sister while she fed your boicunt with her cock and your mouth with her tongue, but you would rather she be fucking you and fantasizing about someone else than fantasizing you and fucking someone else.
"Mmm keep NNF fucking me MMPH this good and SHLLP I'll deliver all of my SUCK slutty little LICK lez pets to OOH you." Your 'Cindi' impersonation is getting almost too good. Vanessa hears the arrogant affect even through your arousal. She shifts from slow and sensual love making to fast and furious grudge fucking, and you're all too happy to fan the flames of her horny hatred, mewling, "God, AH you NNF fuck good for UH UNH a MOAN mall goth loser!"
"I'll show you OOH who's the GGR loser! I'll NNF fuck you UNH until you love MOAN me!" Vanessa goes all Mike Tyson on your ass and pounds you harder and harder until you are bouncing up and down off the mattress and onto her pile-driving prick. You reach that mindless melting point of searing stretching and screaming sissygasms so powerful, your dickdumb brain can't process the sheer scope of the pleasure and you go bliss blank and bimbo bubbly. For a second, you even forget about your caged cock. It goes from near constant agonizing ache to an afterthought.
"Oh NNF fuck! I do OOOH love YIP you! I lovey YELP dovey AAAH wuv PANT PANT you OOH VanessUHUNHOOOH!" Your brains may be pounded to pudding, but your whimpers are pure poetry to Vanessa. She pulls you balls deep on her punishing prick and floods you with a gallon of girl goo. She holds you tight as her prick pumps the last of her seed and her veins bulge so hard you can feel her heart racing inside you. You turn your mouth to swallow hers and suck her tongue down your throat, and for one magik moment, you ARE Cindi and it's you she loves.
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And then the cold light of day shines through her beat up blinds and cuts through the illusion. "Whew that was intense. Hey, were you serious earlier about 'introducing' me to Emma?" You feel a twinge of pain, just a small stab to your heart as Vanessa pushes you off her cock and wipes her cum on your ass. You look back at her, hurt, but she's already lost in dreamland again. "She's so slutty and subby and sexy, but she won't give me the time of day because she doesn't want to slip even further down on the pegging order for fucking a freak."
You see the reflection of your unreturned adoration in Vanessa's wistful, woeful, eyes. You forget your pain and focus on your guardian arch angel's. She is the one that saved you from a life as a lonely loser, and the least you can do is ease her pain by becoming the gurl of her dreams. You cop Emma's bratty bitch bubbliness, like she is just daring you to pop her. "Aww don't worry, Vee. It's spring break, so we've got the place all to ourselves and no one has to know what we get up to. Maybe if you buy me some slutty outfits, I just might let you rip them off of me."
Vanessa gives your ass a friendly SMACK and says, get cleaned up and then check the closet. I'll bet I have something suitably slutty for you to wear, 'Emma'. And if you show me the appropriate gratitude, I might take you shopping once I've absolutely ruined every stitch of clothing you have." She makes it sound so rapemantic. You skitter off into her squalid shower and wash the stink of sweat and fog of fuck off of you, hoping to get filthy again as soon as possible.
The gnawing need returns as you wash your clit cage. Every drop that dances on your painful prison sends hollow hurt stabbing from your groin, radiating up your knotted guts to your heavy heart. It's locked away too, longing for your nightmare gurl that's using you as a waifu pillow with interchangeable pillow cases. You can't scrub fast enough or dry yourself hastily enough.
You allow yourself a moment of sickly self pity, and then you prepare to get in character as you own smart ass, slutty sister. A split/personality second later, you're barging out of the bathroom, bitching, "Ugh did you steal that shower from an abandoned homeless shelter? Is it, like a portal to yoggsuck or whatever tentacle porn monster you worship? Can you even affoMMPH MMM SUCK" and Vanessa shut's your cunty mouth by fucking it....
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You spend the rest of the day trying on outfits as Emma and bitching about how you wouldn't be caught **** in them, and Vanessa spends the rest of the day '****' you in them. You spend more time in Emma's empty head than you do in your own, but you can imagine worse places to spend a vacation. It's pretty and pink and pops so sticky sweet everytime Vanessa fills you full of fantasies and fuckmilk.
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The next day Vanessa wakes up Emma from her beauty sleep and fucks her until she promises to hook her up with Coach Dyckman, the butch beauty volleyball coach. You spend a good five minutes 'bullying' your 'helpless' hellcat, before she overpowers you and makes you do sit ups, squats, and splits on her shaft. You find yourself spending less and less time awake and more and more day dreaming your Vanessa's latest dream gurl, and you just wish you never had to wake up.
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The days begin to blur...you aren't even you in your dreams anymore, so it's hard to remember when you are actually awake. Everyday you remembering a blank blow up doll more and more. Hormones first, surgery later, until you look a little like all of Vanessa's unrequited lovers and like no one at all. Drunk on the power of fulfilling her every illicit imagining through your flesh, Vanessa runs through her rolodex of unrealized romances, and just has you play out whatever porn scene is sizzling in your brain.
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One day, you forget how many it's been, maybe it's more like months or years now...but you feel a poignant pang as she asks you to play some closetcase cocksucker she used to know, Elliot or Ella or something like that. You don't recognize the name exactly either, but it's got a familiar ring to it. Besides, anything is better than being...well, whoever you are when you aren't your dreamgurl's dreamgurl.
The End.
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Bullied
Sticky sweet stories of submission.
You are the living embodiment of an easy target. Try to navigate bullies, frenemies, family and strangers that all want to , trick, tempt or otherwise find a way to make you their bitch. Will you come out on top? Or rise to the bottom? And what happens when you fall in love with your bully? What happens when they fall in love with YOU?
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Updated on Jun 9, 2021
by Testytesterton
Created on Sep 12, 2020
by Testytesterton
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