Kendall's Nightmare

It was Kendall's turn to to walk the runway. She wore a black skirt under a sparkly black blazer with cut outs over the ribs. As she hit the runway, the flash bulbs started going on, and the people in the crowd oohed and ahhed.

As she got nearly to the end of the runway, her feet were stuck. She looked down and saw her feet were stuck in a giant glue trap. She tried to free her feet, but she lost her balance and fell to her hands and knees, which also got stuck.

Kendall looked around. The photographers kept snapping photos, and the audience laughed. "Help me!" she cried.

Kendall looked over her shoulder and saw the next model. Something was not right. The model wore an oversized green and red striped sweater and a beaten old brown fedora. She had very long fingernails on her right hand. There was a veil over her face. The model kept walking towards Kendall, seemingly not caring Kendall was trapped.

"Help me!" cried Kendall.

The other model stopped behind Kendall. Suddenly a huge cock emerged from under the sweater. It kept growing until it was over a foot long and as big around as a beer bottle. The model knelt ripped Kendall's skirt and dripped her panties off. The model then rammed the giant penis into Kendall's anus.

"OH MY GOD!" Cried Kendall in pain. "MY ASS! IT HURTS!"

The model in the red and green sweater and brown fedora kept **** Kendall's ass, and the photographers just kept snapping photos, and the crowd cheered.

Kendall was in hell. Her asshole was being stretched to the ****. The model kept fucking Kendall, inseting the giant penis in all the way. This went on over and over and over. Finally, the penis started to empty a giant load of cum deep into Kendall, as the model kept fucking her.

"PLEASE MY ASS CAN'T TAKE ANY MORE!" screamed Kendall.

Kendall woke up. She was on the table in the dressing room, and in her bathrobe. She looked up and saw everyone else in the dressing room was staring at her in shock. Kendall's anus was incredibly sore and leaking cum.