You beg to be bred.

What's the point if fighting it for even a second longer? Who cares if you feel like a man deep down when you ache to be fucked even deeper? Even if you do manage to resist every single stuffing you're ever given a choice in, you are still stuck on the bottom rung of the pegging order surrounded by beefy bimbois that can fuck you until your mind melts. Why not hurry it along and enjoy the fall?

You plant your hands on the hard concrete wall and push your ass up and out. You are so ashamed of what you are about to ask that you can't even look up to see who is going to pick up your 'subtle' offer. You wait, whimpering but miserable minutes pass and you don't hear any wet footsteps of feel any hungry hands on your body. You feel so ashamed knowing what you will have to do to get a hot injection to relieve your symptoms, but your hunger wins out over your humiliation and you break down and beg, "Please...somebody, anybody! Fuck me!"

"Disgusting pig! Barely born as a bimboi and already begging for it. Well, I've got what you need." You feel hard, huge hands squeeze your ass, sending a spurt of seed squelching to the floor. You still can't look, as if somehow not turning to see the beefy bald butch bitch makes it any less embarrassing to shake your ass around her shaft as she hot dogs your thicc cheeks. You don't bother hiding your moans now, not seeing the point in acting prudish when a huge prick is pushing against your pucker and you're doing your damndest to push back onto it while the brutish beauty is holding you back and laughing, "Haaaw haaaaw haaaa! Not so fast. You better have brought enough to share with the rest of the gurls!"

You feel the man deep down inside you squirm and can practically hear his screams, but you drown him out with your own squeals, "YESSSSS! Everyone can fuck me! Fuck my ass, three at a time if you want! Fill my throat until cum shoots out my nose! Wrap my dumb fat tits around your dumb fat cock! Hands! Feet! Armpits! Anything you want! Just feed me your cocks!" Your voice is cracked and crazed by the time you finish screaming and you have captivated the interest of every imprisoned bimboi. You wish you could just crawl under a rock and die after your depraved display, but the bald bull does you one better by hammering in what feels like a fist sized cockhead with more than a foot of shaft behind it and sends you straight to Heaven.

"The other sluts can have my leftovers, but no one fucks a sissy when Butch is around before she's had her turn!" It takes you a second to realize Butch is referring to herself. In that time, you've already lost track of how many sissygasms she has **** out of you with her pounding pink python. You paint the wall with your seed and snort mindlessly as Butch cleans the concrete with your fat tits. The pain is exquisite. You know it should be agony, but all you can feel is tiny little love bites followed by a rush of adrenaline and endorphins like your whole body is being shot up with joy juice. The man deep down inside of you is so **** up that he's sucking Butch's big cock as it fills you so full that it bruises your brain and quiets all your nagging worries about shame or sanity.

"We've got a real live one, gurls. This fuck pig needs it almost harder than I can give it....almost." Butch grabs your arms and almost yanks them out of their sockets pulling you back onto her pistoning pile driver again and again. Your head slams hard into the concrete, but they feel like love taps with all the sissytonin and endorfuns flooding your veins. You wonder why anyone would want to be anything other than a sissy skirt. Even pain don't hurt when you have a huge hard cock kissing every inch of your greedy gash. You can't even spell humiliation, much less process it with your brain bursting like a pinata filled with cum candy. That metaphor is kind of muddy, but you're too dicklirious to realize it.

"Alright, ladies. Your turn." Butch unloads gallons of girl goo inside you without breaking a sweat. You shake and shiver and sissygasm and flop on her cumming cock like a fish on a hook. You fall to the floor as she pulls her prick out and paints your body with her seed. You are in love. You want to be one of her sissy slaves and would offer your tongue as her toilet paper, but she walks away disgusted and leaves you as scraps for the rest of the wolves. You don't mind, there's enough fuck pig to go around, and you love the idea of being stuck on a spit.

It doesn't take long for you to be scooped up by the assorted atavistic assbholes and stuffed full of cocks. Not exactly high minded literary types, they took your earlier offer to fuck every fold they can find quite literally. Three cocks fight for dominance in your impossibly elastic hole, a halo of hung hardons cram inside your thirsty throat and exploding ejaculate until it dribbles out your nose. Every crevice you can imagine and at least five you can't is stuffed with spurting sissy shafts until the hot spray of water isn't enough to clean the sticky slime covering your quivering climaxing flesh. Your sickness thanks you again and again and again in the form of soul searing explosions of euphoria, so white hot that the fever burns away everything inside you with boiling bliss. Your dignity, your sanity, your sense of self...you never realized how fragile they were, how easily they would be fucked away forever.

"Dani? Dani? Ah damn. Youse has gone and got yousself fucked stoopid on youse first night. Oh well. Come with me. I'll make sure youse don't drown in the shower." Sugar stands over you in the empty shower. You wonder how long you've been here...what happened...how you can drown in a shower, when you feel the water fill your wide open mouth and struggle to remember how to spit. Sugar drags you up and the water dribbles out of your mouth as she carries you back to your cell. You hear the hoots and hollers of your precious pen pals and you blow french kisses at them, already hungry for more. You feel so foggy, so feverish...so free.

It's going to be five years of hard time, and you only hope you can get more with bad behavior...