Chapter 2-3: The Goth Twins

TW Tags: (Slurs, GAY SEX, falt cage, cock cage, sissy, forced feminization, Interracial, BWC, Raceplay, Bleached, Slow Corruption, Dubcon, Femdom to Femsub, Maledom, BWWM, Girl Bosses/Girl Failures, Fetish Awakening, Dirty Talk, Rough Sex, )

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"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAH THIS FUCKING THING SMELLS SHOOOOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOD HOLY FUUUUUCK!" Jennifer was masturbating in the middle of the almost empty classroom... almost, since there were a total of four other people: Nzambi's right hand, Nzambi, and Abella staring at her. The only two people shocked at such absolute degeneracy in public were Hunter and Nzambi's right hand.

"Sh-should we stop her?"

"Why would we?" Abella asks, hanging on Hunter's side. "This bloody chap gave me so much trouble, let her enjoy her little shlicking session babe" Abella grabbed Hunter as she started to kiss him, surprising him on the spot, especially when Jennifer saw the scene and came harder than before, squirting so much that a pool of pussy fluids was created underneath their feet, the sole of her shoes becoming soaked.

"So she is the leader of the nerds." The huge Nzambi said, staring down at her, the girl was absolutely lost as she was smelling Hunter's underwear, something to pacify her. "I expected her to be more threatening."

"Smartest chap at school, she doesn't come because she doesn't need to. One of those stupid computer prodigies has funded plenty of money at school through shady stocks; she can help us win plenty of money, and in exchange we just make her a cuckquean loser gooner that shlicks it whenever we fuck Huntie."

"How did you get my underwear?" Hunter asked as Abella went back to smother him in kisses, not wanting to answer that.

Nzambi, on the other hand, just smiled, with the jock leader completely in love and head over heels for Hunter as the perfect muscle for the school, with her as the one putting the rules, Abella handling all the teachers, and now this slutty nerdy girl on their team, Hunter could easily become not just the ruler of the school but also the ruler of the entire neighborhood. Imagine the possibilities: bleach some nigger teachers, go and rape some actual criminals out there like gangsters, maybe even fuck her right hand.

She shot a glance to her right hand and came close to whisper to her, noticing she had erect nipples from watching the scene. "I will let you fuck Hunter if you let me join."

"FUCK OFF!" She pushed her almost in a playful but serious manner as Nzambi just chuckled, watching how Abella had Hunter on the ground, underneath her shortstack, big-booty body.

"Hey, I want a turn now," she said, poking at Abella, who pouted, but she had learned to share, grabbing Hunter and handing him to Nzambi, who lifted him off the ground and started to make out with him, pushing him against the corner of the room, making his body disappear as she smooched him. His limbs were seen trying to resist, but soon he wrapped his legs and arms around her massive body as she was smooching him to the point he would become one with the wall.

Abella then said, "Alright lassies, with this we almost got all of them; now all that is left is for Huntie Wuntie to do a rapesie wapesie on the goth cunts!"

Nzambi stopped kissing him to turn and look at Abella. "But you said that we would go together."

"I never said I was on my own big udders! You comin' with me, ya?"

"Sure, or how do you British bitches say it? "Uuuuuh, yeepers?"

"We?! WHAT- WHAT THE FUCK? WE FUCKING DO NOT, YOU UDDER SLUT COW BITCH. WANT A POUNDING, INNIT?"

"Innit?" She chuckled, "Innit?" Nzambi found that word so funny.

"W-wait, do I not have a word on this?"

"No." Both girls said making Hunter a bit pissed, but he remembered he was the man of these two, the one who owned them; he pushed Nzambi away and then out of nowhere slapped her tits, making her fall to her knees as she almost came on the spot as Hunter went closer to Abella.

"PFFT HAHAHAHA THAT'S WHAT YOU—" As Abella was about to laugh, she got smacked right on the ass. Making a double clap sound, one from Hunter's smack and a second clap from her as clapping itself afterwards. She fell to the ground on her knees as well.

"Now listen, you two stupid, braindead niggers! If I say I don't want to rape anymore of your monkey kind! It means I do not fucking want to, and you will respect my fucking position as the owner of you two, understood loose cunts?" Both Nzambi and Abella stared in shock.

Jennifer's and Nzambi's right hands were quiet as well.

Then suddenly both Ambella and Nzambi started to finger each other, Nzambi hugging Abella close to her chest as they masturbated together. "Huntie, look how you got this gal's hole! You better pound it!"

"Hunter, if you are going to act like that, I might have to stop taking the day pill. I really want a baby from your dick."

"Come pound us, please."

"I AM HERE TOO!" Jennifer threw herself in front of them as she wanted some of the action, but Hunter couldn't help but be upset by the attitude of all the girls.

"I shall be going back home; not everything is about sex, girls."

"We knoooooow." All three said, "But dear Hunter, don't you think it's time for you to accept your superiority over our kind? Imagine all the great things we could do at school, and I will still hold the part of my deal with all your nerdy stuff, babe," Nzambie answered at the end.

"And don't you just want to own my family? You would be swimming in riches and become unstoppable at a much larger scale!"

"I love you both, but I will not be raping the goths, and I will be walking home alone as punishment, because whenever I say 'punishment,' you two raise your butts and—" He would look at the ground. Both girls had their asses up and faces down. Jennifer barely caught the two girls and did the same, trying to get in a good position, but her glasses fell and cracked as she looked pathetic. "Point taken. I will be walking home alone." Both girls were left there about to cry since they couldn't have their doses of big white cock, but they understand they pushed their limits.

And for once they were happy; Hunter stood up to them, even if they were his girlfriends.

Of course they won't respect what he said; they really, really wanted Hunter to get the goth harem, so they will try and think of a way to trick him into fucking them stupid.

As he left the classroom, he was joined by two girls, Amazonian girls, strong and tall, but both girls were also blushing, a bit ashamed; the reason is simple: they were told by Asuka that if Hunter is pent up, their pussies are holes to please him and nothing more. "Uhm, Master Hunter, is there something we can do for you?"

"No thanks." He looked at her; she had a tag with her name on it. Asuka also requested for all her lackeys to wear a name tag, but as he stared at her chest to read her name, she popped a few buttons to give him a full view of her cleavage, surprising him. He turned to the side and was met with the other girl shaking her bare ass in front of him. Both girls knew what Hunter's sexual prowess was capable of doing, so they were meeting him with complete submission and desire to be dominated.

"You know what I really would like?" Both girls came close, thinking he was about to say "pussy," "cunt," "tits," or "ass." "I want time alone as I go back to my house alone." And both girls stand back listening to his orders.

"Y-yes, sir." Hunter walked away a bit annoyed as both girls were left there to gossip to each other.

"Oh my god, he looked at my ass!" said Girl 1.

"So? Every small guy can look at your ass; no one gets to see my tits." Girl 2 said boasting as if that were better all while Hunter left the place.

He left the academy and started to walk back home, unsure how to break the news to his parents that not only did he have 2 girlfriends now but also two side pieces that loved him very much. Was that a very non-Christian thing to do? Although he wasn't the most religious out of the bunch, how would he marry two girls and, much more, marry more than two if this kept going? Hunter was thinking with his heart, not his dick.

He loves having sex with Nzambi and Abella, and he loves them both to follow their sexual erotic plays where they are cucked or help him fuck other girls; he is fine with that, but he is afraid it becomes too much and his relationship only becomes sex.

He so, so wishes for them to see him as a normal boyfriend they love and respect beyond his cock, sometimes wondering if he had a smaller dick, would he still be loved like the girls love him?

It was such a philosophical question that he was scared to answer.

It was as scary as doing drugs.

Or as scary as vampires.

Or as scary as dead corpses coming out of a casket.

Or as scary as those cars that carry the caskets, like the one that is currently driving next to him at a very low speed. What are the names of those cars?

Suddenly the car next to him, all four doors opened at once. "Get him into the hearse!!!" Screamed a bunch of Black goth kids that rushed him.

"Hearse, that's the name," Hunter said as he was knocked into the ground, then grabbed and forced into the back inside a coffin.

Luckily he wasn't claustrophobic, but kidnapping was really bad too!!!

And then he was driven away out of the academy to a different place by the bunch of kids.

A good while passed as he tried to text Nzambi and Abella; there was no signal inside the coffin, but at least he sent his address on his phone. That way, they could track him down once he gets a signal, if he ever gets one. He looked at the names on the coffin, as there were many inscriptions inside of it; some names he recognized, others not—nothing relevant. He thought on how to get free, at first trying to push it open, which didn't work.

Then he did the Kill Bill technique of a one-inch punch; not only did it not work, now his knuckles hurt and he felt sad.

What was he supposed to do then?

After a good while he finally was stopped; he felt the hearse open and tried to talk. "Please don't bury me alive; I will give you money." But he heard a door opening; the direction of the coffin changed as he felt gravity shift. He wasn't lying on his back now; he was technically on his feet. The coffin opened, and he fell forward, down on the ground, hitting his cheek as he rubbed his face. "Ouch..."

"Well, well, well." A voice was heard from the darkness, a male's voice he was sure, but it was so high-pitched and sassy like a girl's; it was hard to distinguish. Then that person came close, approaching from the darkness, smoking a cigarette. Hunter's first reaction was to cover his mouth since smoking is not cool. Looks like the fly was caught by the spider.

The boy squatted down, opening his legs, asserting his dominance in front of Hunter.

"What's wrong? Never seen a real man before?" He said, looking like a fucking slut, he was a goth kid for sure; he had the makeup, black lipstick, dark clothes, and even contacts for red eyes, but he also looked so girly: crop top, fishnet thigh-highs, and dark boots.

However, a thought crossed his mind. ("Was this supposed to be a guy?")

He certainly didn't look masculine; even his crotch was really small in comparison to normal dicks, as he didn't see a bulge there.

"Looking at my fat fucking cock?" Said the goth with a smile, but Hunter really felt like calling him the mean words he calls Nzambi and Abella. Was this small dick guy for real?

Or were Black people this small all the time?

He feels like he is making some sort of hate speech; the problem of hanging out with Nzambi and Abella always talking bad about Black folk, he honestly feels dirty; he feels racist, especially with his white boy looks and feelings.

"Hey retard?" He knocked on Hunter's head in a very rude way. "Are you listening to me?" He looked up at the boy again, standing up. As he was standing in front of him, he noticed something.

"Sh-short..." Hunter muttered as the femboy in front of him was at the very least a foot shorter than him, maybe a foot and a half, which got a negative reaction from the femboy who looked upset.

"What the fuck is short? Your dick? I bet it is."

"AH!" He was shocked hearing that, he realized he just insulted him. "I didn't mean to I am sorry!"

"You will be sorry! Alright you have no idea who I am?"

"Uuuuuh." Hunter looked around, noticing all the goth boys that, in his mind, looked sort of like vampires; it was an interesting place too. This was a church, maybe a graveyard? He had no doubts what this was "You are the leader of the goths?"

"The one and only"

"Well, sir, not the only one," one of his underlings said.

"Right, right, my sister and I rule this place. She is my twin; she calls herself 'big sister' because she came out first."

"I thought she was called big sister because she was bi—" One of the goths was elbowed by his friend as Hunter tried to take everything in. It was the first time he had been here without one of her girlfriends, although, being fair, he handled the other bosses without their interference, did he not?

"Umm, look, I am sorry, but I don't want any trouble." Hunter tried to get out of this without making a big deal out of it; the last thing he wanted was to get himself in even more trouble.

"Sorry, shrimp dick." That again, he shouldn't have called this guy short, it seems. "You aren't going anywhere."

"Is there a way we can talk this out?"

"Do I look like the type that wants to talk this out?"

"No, yes, maybe—not sure how to respond to that?"

"Well, you better respond quickly, fucker, because you are about to suffer. Your stupid bitch girlfriends keep messing with us, so we decided to mess with you, so after a long, long talk and some voting from our members, we decided to make you a star. We shall make a homemade movie for your girls; I call it 'The Man in the Cage and the Owner.'"

Hunter tried his hardest to figure out what that means.

"You will put me in a cage?"

"In a sort of way, of course."

"Do I have a say in this?"

"Of course you do." He said with a grin. "We here are our goth group, following multiple rules and deals that are unbroken by powerful forces." Hunter felt a bit annoyed, but he realized this group was one of those types of guys that do witchy stuff that actually doesn't do anything, but they just love it and like to do cultist stuff because it's fun, but nothing evil is really done. "These deals we follow by the rule, so you will make a deal with us."

"Depends on the deal."

"It's more of a wager; we will play a game since you like to mock my height. I hope you don't mind if we compare other types of sizes." He snapped his fingers as some of the people there brought a small black blanket; it had a circle with a cow skull in the middle drawn, like some satanic stuff. They were all out with the goth stuff, it seems.

"What are we doing?"

"We will compare sizes, down there, of course. We will get behind the screen and show our sizes just in the shadows; whoever has a larger shadow wins. That sounds simple, but dick size comparison sounds embarrassing. There should be a trick to this or something. Did he misunderstand?

However there was a trick, Hunter was right.

"Wait what is your name anyways, this feels too weird"

"My name is Jerome, but in here I am the Jester of the court full of games and play" Hunter tried to not roll his eyes, finding this one a bit exhausting to deal with.

"Jerome"

"Jester."

"Right, sorry, I don't want to show my dick."

"Already giving up? Classical white male dick size, am I right?" Everyone in the room started to laugh, making Hunter feel embarrassed.

"Look once more. I am sorry about what Nzambi and Abella did, but if you talk to them—"

"I do not care, dumbass! We are doing this whether you like it or not; the loser gets to do whatever he wants with the other, ah, and more importantly. The loser will wear one of these." He shows a flat cage. This is the thing about the goths; it's not the first time they have done these.

The jocks never mess with the goths because of the weird rumors: jocks dating goths, jocks hanging around goths, but little do they know a lot of the jocks were being humiliated by the goths by having one of these after being captured by their leader. When it comes to sexual punishments, the goths always have terrible dirt on everyone, and that's why they are such a powerful group. You get out of line, and everyone will know you get pegged by a femboy or end up licking someone's dirty soles.

Your social life is a goner.

Messing with the goths is a gamble on having all your secrets leaked.

And today was no different, Jerome/Jester wanted to humilliate Nzambi's and Abella's boyfriend by putting a flat cage on him and making him lose all status, you won't be respected as soon as everyone thinks you are a limp dick cuck that likes to get fucked by other boys.

"What's that?" Then again Hunter had not much sexual knowledge.

"I-It's a flat cage?"

"... Uhm, where does it go?" The goth grinned.

"You will figure it out in a moment." The screen was placed; only the silhouette of their bodies remained. This is something Jerome loves to do: take overconfident jocks and shame their dicks. Jerome's cock wasn't huge, however; quite the opposite, his dick was around 3-4 inches when hard, but he always cheated, just like he was about to, and the screen was the perfect cheat blanket since his underlings will only be able to see their shadows; they will think Jerome's dick was the one behind it, but in reality Jerome was going to use his hand to make his cock look bigger since he had perfected the shadow of a dick with one hand, always being able to overwhelm a normal penis with his hand.

A lot of people will always call out on this cheating but the goths will always believe their leader, why wouldn't they? So even if this was a 'fair trial,' Jerome had all the hands in his favor, and no one would have an upper hand.

Well almost.

"I don't want to do this" Hunter said.

"WELL WAH WAH BITCH! "This is how we do it in our place, so it's either our way or we force you; take your fucking pick." Jerome loved to see him squirm in the place; he loved humiliating other men; he loved feeling superior. For him, being the boss of the goths with her sister was so fulfilling; he was so drunk with power, and the moment he noticed power fluctuating, he wanted to take over the whole place.

"F-fine." Jerome gave him such an evil grin, giving a thumbs up to his underlings.

"You guys can be the judge as always, remember be unbiased, but we all know who will win at the end of the day." Hunter slowly undid his pants, he shouldn't be treated like this, he was so exhausted of people like Jerome, he was reaching a breaking point again like he did with Jennifer the other day.

Jerome unzipped his denim shorts letting them fall down to his thighs but he already had his hand making the perfect shadow mimic of a 7-8 inch cock. "Would you look at that I-" And then came Hunter whose cock not only dwarfed Jerome's real cock but also his hand, going down with such a size, girth and length, to the point his cock tip was below the screen, letting the others see that his dick was the real deal.

"Th-there." Jerome's face went pale; not only did he lose when cheating, but he was going to be forced to put on a cage. "Are we done here?" Hunter asked, upset.

"Wait—wait! This is cheating!" Jerome grabbed Hunter's cock, yanking it back, making him feel pained. "WHY THE FUCK? WHY IS YOUR DICK SO BIG? THIS CANNOT BE REAL!" Jerome tried to put on his shorts again, but it was too late; his followers had come behind the screen to see Jerome's small penis compared to Hunter's.

They started to mutter, talking to each other; he felt like he was about to suffer a coup. "Can I leave now?" "Hunter asked, exhausted," but Jerome was suddenly grabbed by the other goth kids. Making Hunter shocked, as this was mutiny.

"Sorry, boss, but the forces of our rules are—"

"FUCK THE RULES, RETARDS! I AM YOUR BOSS. HE IS THE ONE YOU HAVE TO HUMILLIATE!!!" Jerome was a poser, straight up a goth poser; he never believed witchcraft, satanic occultism, spells, or all that shit was something he followed along with to be the leader of the goths with his twin, to be someone, and now he was going to be for someone; he was going to be for Hunter to use. The goths grabbed the flat cage and forced it on her. Hunter could only stare in shock as he tried to leave.

Stopped by a big titted goth whole grabbed his arm. "Sorry, but you cannot leave until the ritual is completed. We will have your one-day bitch boy ready; it's a surprise. We have never seen our leader lose on one of these."

"I just want to go home; I am tired of fucking bosses from other clubs."

"We will give our bodies next if you are still not satisfied."

"Please just listen to me." Hunter said, disgusted by her reply

Then they were finished pushing Jerome in front of Hunter; he looked awfully cute in his eyes, and that flat cock cage gave him some sort of strange charisma that Hunter couldn't place, unsure what to say about him.

"Don't stare so much cracker faggot."

"He is yours to do as you please now." The goth girl let him be as the others just stayed on the chairs looking at the distance. Jerome was blushing, embarrassed of being in such a position. He could feel the hundreds of jocks he cheated on currently laughing at him and death glaring, as he had finally met his match, someone who could easily humiliate him.

But Hunter suddenly had a certain awakening; he had always been someone pro gay rights, inclusive, respectful, a little white knight, and has always thought that being gay is okay; he just never expected to find himself attracted to another person. His cock suddenly woke up as it throbbed, scaring Jerome as he fell back. "Oh fuck—Oh shit, you wouldn't," he said angrily, looking up at Hunter.

"Wait, no, no—I was not expecting that." His dick, however, had other thoughts in mind, getting harder and harder, throb by throb, waking up and slowly getting erect as Hunter tried to stop it. He still looked so fuckable in such a position that his body just reacted like it was used to it; he saw ploppable fucking black meat, and he needed to destroy it.

"Of course a fag like you would like other men; no wonder those fucking whores of Nzambi and Abella date a huge-dick mongoloid like yourself. If you didn't have that dick, those two fucking gorillas wouldn't be—" Mid-sentence, however, Hunter had enough; he was suddenly forced into a headlock by the taller and stronger Hunter. A little sissy femboy like him had no chance to beat him in a strength match; he was even lifted off the ground as he was choked by him.

There is a fine line between insulting him and then insulting the ones he loves, so he wouldn't let that pass by; he tightened the grip right at that moment, suffocating him as he had never felt so powerless in the hands of another man. This feeling was so strange; he was supposed to hate it, but his brain was so filled with some certain chemical that also made him enjoy the way he was being manhandled. Then his body suddenly heated up; a rush of dopamine hit him. He felt extremely good for a few seconds; he started squirming in panic. He was about to cry because he knew what was happening.

Suddenly his body started to quiver, shivering and trembling in Hunter's grasp; he believed the goth femboy was having trouble breathing, so he let go. "Are you going to behave now?" Once he released him, the femboy fell down on the ground on all fours. Hunter noticed, however, some strange drops on the ground, something wet. Was it his sweat? The other goths staring down at him started to whisper, the boy turned around embarrassed and flustered as his cute flat cock cage was dripping with cum.

He had climaxed from being choked. by some random white guy he had just met today, not only did he end up being caged by his peers because they follow some stupid-ass 'rules' where fate chooses and some mysticism sort of fucking bullshit, but he had now lost all his pride as a guy from literally just cumming at being choked by some guy stronger than him.

"Uuuuh, sorry," Hunter said seriously, not expecting that to happen; he was almost feeling bad, to be honest.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM, HUH?! YOU WANTED A FIGHT? YOU GOT IT, YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" The femboy squared up, raising his fist, but Hunter for once wasn't scared from being bullied because, to be honest.

Jerome was fucking small.

Not only was Dick's size just small in general, he was being publicly humiliated and was furious, but he couldn't take him seriously, that small, short size of his, the way he gets ready to strike him, to fight—it was just absurd; he couldn't take him actually seriously with the way he was behaving.

Hunter pushed him down on the ground by shoving him with so much ease, making him yelp but also moan, so feminine as well, with a dick so small he looked like a girl, and the worst part is that he still had his pants down; his bitch-breaking, nigger-taming, Black rapist cock was so erect right now that he wanted to take him by the throat, throw him down on the table, and fuck him.

But he couldn't fall so easily to temptation.

But why wouldn't he? He fell, him punching his chest, giving him little 'love taps' he would call them. The goth wasn't really doing much damage. Hunter was not absurdly strong, but he certainly was ten times stronger than this fucking twink, who kept hitting him, doing nothing, no damage. He was even punching wrong, with his thumb inside his hand; he truly has never been in a fight, and it's hard to say he was the boss of these people.

He kept telling himself he shouldn't fall to the idea of punishing his twink ass but seriously? Why wouldn't he? He didn't kidnap himself, was put inside a casket, drove to god knows where, was asked to get naked, to compare dick sizes, go cheated on the dick size comparison AND STILL WON, and now this twink is trying to hurt him just because his stupid ass ego was hurt? Why the fuck shouldn't he just fall to the temptation and punish this nigger as its proper.

He grabbed his hand as he went for another weak punch.

He was weaker than any other girl he had ever met in his entire life. This guy couldn't truly be called a man with this strength, could he? Why was he even the leader of this place?

He was starting to feel some actual hatred towards him. "Are you done?"

"Go fuck yourself." He suddenly spat at his face, surprising him; he was not expecting to be spat on his face like that. He looked down at the twink and then the goths that were his underlings, shaking their heads in disapproval as his leader was a poser all along that didn't follow their rules, truly someone who wasn't supposed to rule.

He cleaned up the spit from his face.

That was the last straw.

He grabbed him by the head and pushed him down on the table that was on the front of the church, making him bend down. "H-hey?! What are you doing?! You really won't do anything weird, right, fag? You would be a fag!! I will tell everyone yo uare a huge fucking faggot that likes fucking boys"

"Lube please" Hunter said calmly as one of the goths around hand him the lube, it was dark tinted and it had some edgy catchphrase on the label something about zombie blood lube, whatever, he poured it all over his fat erect white cock, making Jerome panick even more.

"YOU WOULDN'T BE THAT MUCH OF A FAGGOT, WOULD YOU?! YOU STUPID WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT, YOU ARE NOT A MAN, YOU ARE FUCKING A MAN, DON'T BE A FUCKING WEIRDO YOU GAY FUCKIN—"

"Niggers like you aren't men." That simple sentence got everyone including Jerome absolutely quiet, the so well composed Hunter, the only white skinned boy in the whole academy, has just said a slur directly at the face of their leader like if it was nothing and right after that he pushed his cock inside his fat big thick meaty ass, pushing it so deep that his boy parts started to cum and spray the ground with a lot of miserable droplets of cum all the while his fat black rapist cock was destroying his girl button inside his ass.

Jerome started to moan and hold his voice as he was being ass fucked by a superior cock, and he hated the feeling, but what he hated the most was the fact he also loved it, the way his body was shivering in pleasure; he had watched so much porn and even used dildos to masturbate his girl-hole, but this was nothing like that.

This was the real deal.

"Jerome is such a stupid name for a Black fag like you, so how about we go with something more delicate? How about Jenny?" Those words made him cum again; Jerome was leaking like a broken faucet, drop after drop of miserable, meaningless cum that would never be capable of getting another Black girl pregnant, unlike Hunter's superior white seed.

He was no match for a real man. Jenny was a nice girl after all, and Black girls must tend to white cocks.

"G-G-ET YOUR FUF-UFCKING DONKEY DICK-DICKING!"

"Speak normal, retard." Hunter slapped her ass so hard that it made him cum again, shooting probably the biggest and longest string of cum Jenny had ever cum in her entire life from such a small dick; she never expected to see her cum be actually white-coloured instead of just a very bland grey leaky drop. For a moment she was proud, but having a cock in her ass made her remember that she was nothing but a white-bred bitch whore right now, so she should stop thinking she was worth something as a male.

"Pft, y-your dick isn't that big anyways."

"That's just half."

"HALF?! WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN IT'S HALF?!" He had reconsidered his words now after hearing that this was just half of the cock he was meant to take; he soon pushed the rest, leaving her to moan like a bitch from one massive cock destroying her guts, having his thick, jiggly, juicy ass pounded in such a way that he wouldn't be able to fight him back. It almost feels like he was made for white cock with such wobbly ass meat and body he had back there, and with a cock so useless, this just proved it further.

His cock was so fucking brutal that the femboy was starting to forget why he was fighting him in the first place. Was he just this dumb? Maybe deep down this is what he was looking for: a cock big enough to break him and break his butthole as well, to demand a dick capable of huge stretches, with no tap-outs, no breaks, a huge cock that would dominate him, put him on the ground and make him nothing more but a moaning, whiny, stupid dumb bitch.

He had never feel something like that, yet it was sooooo intoxicating to have his bussy pounded like that, and best part is that it was so ridiculously deep that he could feel that his hole wasn't able to get all of it inside, his asscheeks barely clapping against his thights, reminding him of his submission as an inferior male, how is he supposed to call himself a man after seeing and feeling such a huge cock.

But his punishment was far from over.

Hunter grabbed his hair which made him panick and forced him to take all of it and at that moment its like something just snapped on his brain, with his head yanked back and that cock buried deep he didn't care anymore about being a masculine boy, she shot a last load, so clear and transparent that you could barely call it cum anymore, it was more like precum really, he started to drool and his eyes rolled back, it almost looked like he passed out, Hunter was about to break this boy's bussy . in a way he wouldn't be capable of recovering.

"W-wait, Daddy, pweaseee~♥" He moaned like such a girl, asking so cutely and politely; his brat button was hust off and her princess button was on again.

Jerome was no more right now, only Jenny, and Jenny liked feeling her guts completely scrambled, her brain dizzy like a bimbo and the world spinning in her eyes. Hunter started to give her brutal backshots; enormous pleasure shoots through her as her brain is filled with electric shocks of the stimulation she was feeling. Cute Jenny was moaning and howling like a bitch in heat, getting the most anal breaking thrusts that make his boy-pussy into his prefered form to orgasm like a slut.

The other goths were filming his leader; it was hard to say if they were live streaming too, but they were getting good angles of Jenny being turned into nothing but a moaning, drooling bitch, and some of the goth girls were even masturbating at the sight of Hunter's huge fat fucking cock.

"Da-daddy!!! FUCK DADDY~ I WILL BE GOOD~ KISSES PLEASE DADDY" He grabbed his head and slammed it hard against the wooden table in front of him.

"Kisses are for girlfriends, not bitches." He slapped her ass making her feel pathetic, he wasn't even worth of Hunter's love, she was just an onahole, a moaning little sissy faggot that deserved to be raped and wrecked under the immense cock mast that Hunter had between his legs, he needed to finish this and he was going to do so the best way he knew how, by fully breaking this bitch and turning him into a moaning, whining begging cock addicted, cum drunk, mess!!.

"Get ready, you little whitecock-milking-cum-rag-waste-of-air. I am going to cum and you will take it all and you will get pregnant with my fucking seed you dumb boy bitch?!" He said that with some dominance but doubt, Can you even make a sissy pregnant?

"YES YES DO IT, FUCK ME UP, MESS ME UP, CUM INSIDE ME. I WILL CARRY YOUR MIXED SUPERIOR BABIES INSIDE MY NIGGER BUTT!" He was into it at the very least; might as well jump the gun.

As he was pinned down, the giant climaxing fat fucking white cock inside of the poor Black femboy's ass had started to savagely throbbing, with the eagerness of cuming inside of his unused tight hole, ready to not only fill it up with a torrent of cum that would drench his bussy but also that would bloat him into nothing more but a condom for him, the goths stared with wide eyes as they wanted to capture every second of that boy ruining cock cum inside of them. Some started to masturbate furiously at the scene, the best porno they had ever seen.

His pathetic little loads weren't coming out anymore out of the cage; it was just blanks and dried-up orgasms, further pushing the idea that he was cumming with his bussy and not his cock, really. Soon Hunter was about to cum deep inside of him; he grabbed him by the throat, choking the soul out of the fake goth, and forced his cock so deep inside all while dumping gallons of cum inside the little twink's tight hole, pumping so many gallons of thick hot cum inside that he was starting to feel heavy on his belly.

Jenny was cooing as he felt his bussy being filled up, a happy, silly smile on his face, feeling so dumb right now and cock-drunk right now, his arsehole squeezing his cock as hard as he could, not concentrating on anything anymore, just his fat fucking cock for some reason. This is how life should be, always in service of white cock.

He slowly started to pull his dick out, making whine in denial. Not wanting to be emptied out, he tried to clench his ass and keep his cock inside. Hunter, realising what the fucking whore was doing, gave him a good slap in the ass, making him go loose, and eventually he slid his dick out of his bussy. "Stupid faggot," the climaxing Sisyphus was absolutely broken by now; his hole was open, leaking all of that white man's cum down on the floor like a pathetic slut.

Legs trembling and in such a lewd pose, it was a pathetic sight, embarrassing and honestly quite the view as well. Hunter smiled, watching what he had done; maybe he is starting to see what's so good about this.

He felt so good after ruining the poor femboy's hole, like all the pent-up stress from this morning had been ruined. The cum that was leaking down on the ground was licked by the broken slut as well; it was so pathetic to think that they were equal.

Hunter shook his head as he realized he shouldn't be thinking that and then blushed so hard as he had fallen for Nzambi's and Abella's antics of dominating Black people. "Uggghhhhh." He covered his face, not wanting to think about what he had just done, really.

But all the other goths were staring with such eager eyes as Hunter sat down for a moment on one of the chairs at the church, and then it hit him: he had also desecrated a religious place.

"Uhm, sir..." One of the Black girls raised her hand.

"Yeah?"

"Ca-can I go next?" Hunter almost felt compelled to say yes after doing what he had just done, noticing poor Jenny... Jerome? Crawling closer to his cock, starting to lick it and clean it. He looked so out of it, like his brain was absolutely melted after having a taste of such magnificent cock up his ass, his mouth so full of cum and his face and everything all over him; he really was a cum-covered mess. If Hunter had cum any more, he would've ended up turning him white-skinned with all the cum that was all over him, but the best part was that he didn't stop licking, swallowing, or sucking. Everyone knew that Hunter had tamed that faggot as it was proper; he was not a man anymore, and that cock cage was not coming out anytime soon.

Hunter grabbed his cock and started to slap Jenny's face with it; she just closed her eyes and let herself be stained by the cum on his dick, feeling absolutely disappointed and ashamed by the action he was doing right now, but this was the only proper action he saw that made any sense, really.

Jenny was a bleached slut now.

"No. You cannot go next; no one will go next. None of you are going next because none of you are getting fucked like Jenny." Hunter didn't even bother on correcting himself; Jerome's new name was Jenny now.

And Jenny loved worshipping white dick as her mouth didn't leave Hunter's big fat fucking cock. Licking his balls and wanting to make them spotless and clean with her tongue, Jenny was a good girl for big white dick.

"Does that mean you will also fuck Jenna or?" Said one of the goth girls.

"I am just here to fuck your leader and leave; I did not ask to be kidnapped."

"So you are here to fuck Jenna then?"

"... Who the fuck is Jenna?" Hunter asked concernedly, Did they mean Jenny?

"I am Jenna, Cracker." A woman entered the church; to say she was thick would be an insult. She was absolute thickness: fat tits, fat belly, fat thighs, fat ass. She was an absolute fertility goddess, and she knew it as she built herself that way. Proud of her body and looks, proud of how she has shaped herself like an actual god, and proud to be the queen of the goths at the Diamond's Hearts Academy.

She was at least shorter than Hunter as well. "And I gotta say, I'm not feeling how you turned my bro into a sissy faggot, so you best apologize to me." Hunter stood up and came close, ready to say sorry to the woman, but for some reason he went quiet. Did he have to apologize to them?

Why should he?

He didn't ask to be here.

"I didn't ask to come here."

"Well, too bad, but that's not my problem, you know. You have come here and desecrated our base, my place, and my brother cracker. Now you listen here and listen well, faggot, if we are going to—" Hunter quickly turned around to look at the underlings that were staring at the two discussing. Hunter pointed at Jenna.

"Is she this bratty and rude all the time?"

"Oh yeah, pretty much so." One of the goths said he felt Jenny licking, rimming his ass, and licking his balls; perhaps he would need to teach this fat whore a lesson as well so she would understand what it means to be bleached. He quickly swatted and slapped away his brother, smacking his cheek so he would leave him alone with her fat-assed sister.

"Hey, did you not hear what I said?" She then pointed at her brother, followed by tapping Hunter's chest. "I said that you are to apologize to—" Hunter didn't think it twice, grabbing her by the neck and then grabbing her long dress, ripping it off of her. A loud RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP was heard. Showing her almost nude body to everyone in the church, gasps and gossip started to echo as her body was seen.

Jenna tried to cover herself, but her dress was ruined as Hunter had absolutely ripped it to shreds.

"WHAT IN GOD'S NAME YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?"

Hunter placed a hand on her head. "Unhand me right now you white traaaaaa- MMNNNFFF! GHHHRRBBLLLEE! SCHLUUUUUUUUUUUUURP! GULK! GLUP! GLUK! GULK! GMMMPH! MMNNFF! SCHLUUUURP!~" And forced her down on her knees, slamming his cock inside of her mouth without waiting a second longer. She was slurping out of nowhere on that ridiculously huge, big, and thick cock that was for some reason so extremely salty and at the same time so incredibly delicious it was almost like a drug. He couldn't believe how good it felt to chug down on a cock this huge like this; it was her new master's found cock.

She had heard the rumors about the jock being raped in front of the underlings, and since then she hasn't stopped thinking about that big fat white cock being real and not just a rumor everyone made up just to try and mock the jock leader even harder, but that was not the case.

It was truth; this fertility goddess had found a real god, a white god walking among all those low-life shitskins. It was time for her to serve the purpose of her race, to serve a white man, a white god.

She couldn't help herself; she was drinking down so much of his precum and cleaning the cock of any drop of cum that was sticking to his log cock, incredibly large and delectable against her tongue, creamy cum piles escaping her lips and falling on her chubby belly. She felt ashamed that she wasn't able to chug down the cum like others would be capable of. Then there was her brother, who was at their feet swallowing and licking off the cum off the floor, and when no cum was on the floor, he was licking his ass and kissing the balls of this man. How has she fallen this low in a matter of seconds?

But the truth is she wanted this; the goths were absolute freaks. She didn't want some nigglet with a small dick boasting how his balls were huge and acting like an uncivilized monkey; no, she wanted a white god to put her in her place and remind her that maybe laws like Jim Crow's were necessary for her kind.

The carnal and ferocious addiction of sucking white cock made her go feral, and then by her own will she was bobbing her head faster and faster, sucking, slurping, and devouring that cock like she should've from the start. She always knew that there was a better life than just being the boss to some nerdy make up kids and here it was, it was serving under this man's cock.

Hunter, who was not only getting off to the idea of dominating and raping these two bitches, started to fuck her face harder and faster to the point that his hips were a blur, even for the video the others were recording. It was the raunchiest of porn, like if he were secretly a demon of lust fucking a black succubus, pulling her in her place. Jenna tries to pull back, but Hunter grabs her by the dreads. "Where are you going, bitch? This hair was made to yank. Now get back to work, you onahole nigger." And slammed down her face back on his cock.

Cock started to blow his load inside of her mouth.

Jenna panicked, trying to make him pull out as so much cum was currently drowning her in his seed, unleashing an insanely loud SPLURRRTT, almost as if they could hear Hunter's cock cumming down her gutter, dragging his cock out of her mouth slowly, letting all that cum rest on her tongue and making her drunk in the aroma and taste, bubbling the cum out of her nose and mouth, making her even more retarded at the powerful taste of it, and when the tip reaches her lips, her mouth circles around it, her lips sucking the tip in, forcing him to push her head away as a loud POP It's heard, and Hunter's cock is free from her mouth.

She kept her mouth open, looking so vulgar and shameless, but it was such an amazing sight for her master to see all that cum lying there, resting on her tongue. Jenna couldn't even tell, but she had climaxed while sucking on his cock, a small pond of her pussy juices forming underneath her orgasm, overshadowed by her guzzling so much cum like the big fat fucking bitch she was, infatuated with the taste and quantity, making it her new favorite drink.

Hunter grabbed her head, making her look up. She looked slightly scared, but there was a glint in her eyes; it was different, almost as if she were begging for this to happen, more like waiting for this to happen for a while. Hunter needed to know, "You staged this, didn't you?" She hesitated but nodded. "Even me fucking your brother?"

She bit her lower lip, thinking about what to say. "I just thought you would beat him up and stomp on his dick, not fuck him senseless too."

"My sister is such a fucking whore," said Jenny, who suddenly grabbed Jenna, pushing her on her back. "And my new master hasn't had his fill, right? How about you rape my twin and claim the goths for yourself? Look at these worthless whores." Jenny stared at the side as Hunter did as well; all the underlings were masturbating at the sight of Hunter about to claim their last leader and therefore owning the academy once and for all. "Ruin us, claim what's yours, white boy." Jenny suddenly was slapped again.

"I am not a fucking boy." He got on top of Jenna, his cock aligned with her pussy. "I AM A FUCKING MAN YOU CUNTS! "One thrust, that's all it took, and Jenna was already losing her mind from the biggest cock that she had ever had inside of her; it was something that was absolutely filling her, no small nigglet dick, no more 5-inchers that say it's a nice size, and no more oversized dildos. This is what she wanted: a fertility goddess like her deserved a godly cock that was able to destroy her body, having the need of getting her holes stretched, and she could only pray and dream of having her asshole destroyed.

The thickest, girthiest of cocks, something to give her pussy a run for her money; the loving, sheer intensity that she was feeling was something out of this world, unlike anything she'd ever felt before. This was the way she had to live; this was the way she had to behave, below a superior godly cock, throwing her ass and twerking whenever she was asked and letting her pussy be pounded in the most humiliating of positions. "Hmm, fuck me, my man!"

Hunter had to admit that her pussy felt absolutely hot, it was melting his dick away basically, and the way it was squeezing his shaft was practically sucking him in, both sister and brother had something in common and that something was that their holes were absolute black holes that liked to suck cock so deep that it was terrifying, they could easily rip a normal guy's dick with how much they kept sucking his cock in.

In the meantime, Jenna is having a mental breakdown as she swears nothing else in the world would make her feel this way, so it was time for her to give up everything in the name of immense pleasure. "YOU WANT MY GOTH BABES! MY FAGGOT SISSIES? YOU WANT ALL THAT I OWN; IT'S YOURS BOY, JUST PUSH THAT COCK FURTHER AND BREAK MY BODY."

"Shut the fuck up, cow." Hunter slapped her massive fat tits, making her howl, and right at that moment her mind snapped.

"MooOoOOoO mOoOOoOoOO~♥" One of the goths came on the spot as they masturbated hearing her leader turned into a breeding cow, his massive tip kissing the deepest part of her cervix, punishing it in a brutal way, smashing that extra special button she had and turning her into a retarded sow. It was this pleasure that had overtaken even the core of her soul; she was bleached outside and inside now.

But Hunter needed more; he needed to cum inside her, claiming her as he did the others, fucking her faster, harder, breaking her womb, raping her walls, destroying her cervix and pelvis, moving closer to her, looming over her fleshy body, and even grabbing her by the neck to forcefully push her down. Now he was on top of the fatass short stack, crushing her under his white bodyweight.

Jenny, who was more sissy slut than man, now came behind and started to rim Hunter's ass. He was tired of that faggot licking his ass all over. He goes, But if he wanted to be a seat for his musky balls and white ass, he would be; he was nothing but a faggot anyways. He saw her sister; she was crumbling away, ready to break, her mind barely holding on to her sanity. It was time to give her the final push, to go all out and wreck her mind.

"Get ready to break, nigger!" She underestimated him; she knew she was big, but she underestimated the sheer length of that cock. This was something out of this world; not even Cthulhu could have a cock this big with any of their tentacles. Every slam he gave her against the ground, it was like he was slamming against her entire body, her other organs moving and giving him space so he could continue giving hell to her cunt, those balls bulging and churning all that cum that was ready to impregnate her pussy.

She had even timed out her most dangerous days to make sure that his white cum would get her eggs impregnated. But what Hunter didn't know didn't hurt him: the motivation to pile on the speed of his thrusts, going faster, faster, and faster, non-stop, not just because her pussy was feeling amazing, out of this world, and was grinding her guts up with that silky, nice, puffy texture, but also because of the jiggling body Jenna had; it was absolutely hypnotic to see every fold and meat mound bouncing and jiggling around. He needed to cum inside her; he needed to give this musky, sweaty, fat slob piece of nigger meat a good dose of cum to finally finish her, to make her bigger, to show those tight ass and boobs ripples what some real meat is.

Her pussy grip wouldn't stop him from fucking her pussy as she deserved it; she had already broken a long time ago, but she managed to stay awake to finally feel the climax of the men that had taken over her body. Her body kept jigglin all over the place, and soon his cock was throbbing again; it was ready to start unleashing a tremendous torrent of cum. Jenny pushed her face further inside Hunter's ass, stimulating his prostate with her tongue, pushing his pleasure button, and almost like he was starting a rocket, a huge load was shot instantly. A torrent of thick cum started to fill her pussy inside as her brother had helped their new god to cum inside of her.

A powerful slam hit her against the ground as he came, shooting so much cum inside her bashed womb that she was unsure if she was even able to get pregnant after having her baby room battered so much, but Hunter wasn't going to just coat her insides; he pushed his cock out, grabbing it and jerking it on top of Jenna. Jenny took the chance to kiss his balls, suck them, and even swallow one testicle as he came all over her body, shooting his sperm and seed all over her tits, her belly, her legs, and thighs; she was covered head to toe in cum, increasing her obsession with the white god's cock, something out of this world.

She was done for; he turned to look at Jenna, who was kneeling like a little slut, grabbed his cock, and shot some ropes of cum right on his face, coating him nice and wet with some of his cum, as he wanted to also paint his face white to mark him like the bitch he was, and right after he did that, Hunter decided to mock him.

"I want you to dance."

"WH-what?"

"Shake your fucking ass for me, faggot. Dance and show me how much of a sissy cock-craving fag you are." Jenny was confused, but she obeyed, getting on her feet and shaking her hips shamelessly. Hunter seemed to have gotten a good taste of power, but he had finally calmed down. Abella and Nzambi would've been happy about him being so manly by himself, to be honest.

He kept looking at Jenny shaking her hips like a slut; it was so pathetic to see. Hunter just sighed, watching her degrade herself even more.

Suddenly as the sexfest was done, someone kicked down the door. Nzambi, who was ready to kill some people, and Abella, who was holding for some goddamn reason a fucking glock, although it didn't matter, saw Jenna on the floor and the once man known as Jerome shaking his hips like a slur. Both girls shared a look and then smirked as Hunter destroyed the goths all by himself.

"Good job, Hunter!" Abella Said.

"Yes, darling, you have broken another worthless black whore; we should celebrate by—" Hunter suddenly threw himself at Nzambi's tits but not in a sexual way, just to hug her.

"Actually, can we go back home? I don't care whose home; I just want to cuddle right now." Both girls had planned to be raped in front of the goths to show off who the main bitches were, but Hunter looked like he needed a rest from all this sex.

"Yes, dear."

"We love Huntie Wuntie..." Abella looked at the goths. "You are ours now, cunts!" No reply back; they didn't need to say anything. Hunter owned them; they knew. Why even try to reply when they 100% knew?

And just like that, the queens and king from Diamond's Heart Academy left. Who knows what awaits in the future, but it certainly is going to be one hell of a ride.