Rumors of a liberate shortage

As Amelia's hedonism reached its peak, New Eden's society collapsed into a state of utter depravity and chaos. The streets were filled with scenes of public debauchery that would make even the most jaded observer blush. Everywhere she turned, people were engaged in all manner of sexual acts, their bodies twisted and warped by Liberate overdose into grotesque caricatures of their former selves.

The economy had ground to a halt as workers abandoned their jobs en masse to pursue pleasure without restraint. Factories lay idle, their assembly lines gathering dust as those who once toiled there now spent their days chasing their next orgasm. Stores were stripped bare of essential goods as people prioritized Liberate above all else, stockpiling massive quantities in preparation for their next overdose.

Amelia watched helplessly as the supply of Liberate began to dwindle, the once-thriving industry now struggling to keep up with demand. As shortages became more common, panic set in among the populace – many resorted to **** and desperation in their quest for their next fix, attacking anyone who stood between them and their precious pills.

The body modifications that had become so prevalent were reaching new heights of grotesqueness – women with breasts the size of beach balls could barely move without assistance, while men's cocks grew to such massive proportions that they were **** to wear specially designed harnesses just to contain them. These physical alterations were not without consequence – many suffered from back pain and other ailments as their bodies struggled to adapt to the changes inflicted upon them by Liberate.

Amelia's own body was no exception – her once-toned physique had given way to an exaggerated hourglass figure, with breasts so large they threatened to burst out of her shirt and a pussy that leaked constantly with arousal. She found herself spending more and more time engaged in sexual acts, her mind consumed by the pursuit of pleasure to the exclusion of all else.

As she walked through the streets, Amelia was assaulted by sights of debauchery at every turn – men with cocks so huge they dragged along the ground as they stumbled from one encounter to another, their balls chafing against their thighs with each step. Women with vaginas dripping wet with desire moaned and writhed in ecstasy, begging anyone who would have them for just a taste of release.

In one particularly disturbing scene, Amelia witnessed a group of men gang-banging a woman on the sidewalk, their massive cocks stretching her pussy to its very limits as they took turns fucking her in full view of passersby. The woman's screams of pleasure mingled with groans of pain as she struggled to accommodate the sheer size and **** of the men's thrusts.

Amelia felt a pang of something like guilt, but it was quickly drowned out by a rising tide of lust as she watched the scene unfold. Her own body responded eagerly, her nipples hardening and her panties growing damp with desire. She knew she should look away, should find some way to help this poor woman, but instead found herself edging closer, drawn in by the raw power of their fucking.

As the men reached their climax, spurting torrents of cum onto the woman's body and into her gaping cunt, Amelia finally managed to tear herself away from the spectacle. But as she did so, she couldn't help but wonder if this was truly what she had fought for all along – a world where pleasure reigned supreme and humanity existed only in service of its basest desires.

The thought made her pause, a flicker of doubt flashing through her mind like a bolt of lightning cutting through the storm clouds. Was this really the utopia she had envisioned when she first championed Liberate's cause? Or was it something far more sinister – a twisted perversion of the very ideals that had once guided her?

As Amelia pondered these questions, she couldn't shake the growing sense of unease that settled over her like a shroud. She knew deep down that this path could only lead to ruin, but as she looked around at the sea of debauchery and depravity surrounding her, she wondered if there was any hope left for redemption.

Amelia's momentary pang of doubt was swiftly quashed by the insistent throbbing between her legs, the ache within her growing unbearable with each passing second. She felt herself drawn back towards the group of men who had just finished their brutal fucking, their massive cocks still slick with cum and ready for more.

In that moment, all thoughts of redemption or regret fled Amelia's mind as she surrendered to her basest desires. She approached the men with a hungry look in her eyes, her body shaking with anticipation as they turned towards her, their expressions twisted into lewd grins of expectation.

"Looks like someone's eager for a taste," one of them growled, reaching out to grab Amelia by the hips and pull her close. She gasped at his touch, the heat of his body searing her skin as he pressed against her, his cock hardening with renewed desire.

The others quickly closed in around her, their hands groping at her breasts and ass as they maneuvered her into position. Amelia felt a surge of excitement as she was bent over, her face pressed against the cold concrete of the sidewalk as the first man positioned himself behind her. She braced herself for the inevitable pain and pleasure that would follow.

He didn't hesitate – with one swift thrust, he drove his massive cock deep into her pussy, stretching her to her limits as she cried out in a mixture of agony and ecstasy. The other men quickly joined in, each taking their turn to fuck her with wild abandon, their hips slapping against her ass as they rammed into her relentlessly.

As the men fucked Amelia with reckless abandon, she found herself lost in a haze of pleasure so intense it bordered on pain. Their massive cocks stretched her pussy to its very limits as they thrust in and out of her, their balls slapping against her ass with each brutal stroke. She could feel every inch of them inside her, their veins pulsing against her sensitive walls as they neared their climax.

The first man came with a roar of satisfaction, his cock pulsing as he flooded Amelia's insides with torrent after torrent of hot, sticky cum. The others quickly followed suit, each one emptying their balls deep into her hungry cunt until she was filled to overflowing. As they pulled out, their seeds gushed from her gaping hole, leaving a puddle on the sidewalk beneath her.

But even as Amelia basked in the afterglow of her gang-bang, a sense of unease began to creep over her. She noticed that two of the men were now lying motionless beside her, their bodies convulsing with the effort of expelling their massive loads. Panic rose within her as she realized what was happening – they had overdosed on Liberate, their bodies unable to handle the dehydration caused by such **** orgasms.

She tried to rouse them, shaking their shoulders and calling out their names in desperation, but it was no use. They were gone, their eyes vacant and their skin already beginning to take on a waxy pallor. As Amelia looked around for help, she found herself surrounded by a sea of indifference – the other men who had watched the gang-bang simply shrugged and turned away, already seeking out their next conquest. The public who had gathered to watch the spectacle likewise seemed unphased, most continuing on with their day as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred.

Amelia felt a wave of nausea wash over her as she took in the scene – here she was, covered in cum and semen, surrounded by the corpses of two men who had given in to their own lust, while those around her went about their lives as if it were all perfectly normal. She knew then that there could be no redemption for New Eden, no hope left for salvation from the depravity that had consumed them all.

She stumbled away from the scene, her body shaking with a cocktail of revulsion and lingering desire. As she walked, she couldn't shake the feeling that she was losing herself to the very thing she once fought against – that the darkness inside her was growing stronger by the day, threatening to consume her entirely.

But even as these thoughts swirled through her mind, Amelia found herself already craving another fix, already **** for the next hit of pleasure that would drown out the guilt and self-loathing that plagued her. She knew it was a losing battle, that she was doomed to succumb to the very same fate as those around her, but in that moment, all she could focus on was chasing the next high, no matter the cost...