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The aphrodisiac hit me like wildfire the moment they injected it that morning. They had been giving us daily shots for weeks now, ever since I had fully recovered from the surgery that enhanced my body. Time had passed in a haze of training, conditioning, and endless sessions inside the facility. What felt like years had gone by since I last stepped outside. The world beyond those walls had become a distant dream, replaced entirely by spirals, audio loops, and the constant need to serve. Today was the first time they let us leave the building in what felt like forever, and the fresh air on my skin only heightened the fire burning through my veins.

My skin burned hot all over. My nipples hardened painfully against the sheer fabric of my tiny top, poking out obscenely and begging for attention. My pussy throbbed and clenched around nothing, already soaking wet and desperate. Every heartbeat sent a fresh wave of aching need straight between my legs. The drug made my thoughts fuzzy and slow, drowning any remaining fragments of my old life in pure, animalistic lust. Luna was the same beside me, moaning softly as she ground her thigh against mine in the back of the van. Her eyes were glassy with lust, her puffy lips parted as she breathed heavily. We rubbed against each other like needy animals, the trainers watching with approval from the front seats.

They dressed us like cheap whores before we left. Micro skirts that barely covered our asses, riding up with every step to flash our bare, dripping pussies. Sheer crop tops that left our hard nipples completely visible and our enhanced tits on full display. Sky-high heels that forced us to walk with a slutty sway. No underwear. No dignity. Just pure, exposed flesh ready to be used. The cool night air kissed my wet thighs as we were led from the van, making me shiver with anticipation. Being outside after so long felt overwhelming, every sound and breeze amplifying the constant ache between my legs.

The moment we stepped into the private club, the heat inside me exploded. The air was thick with pulsing music, sweat, and the low hum of male voices. Dim lights and the smell of alcohol and sex surrounded us. A group of men caught my eye. They were laughing, drinking, and enjoying their night out. I did not recognize them. My broken mind registered only anonymous cocks and potential owners. But to anyone watching, it was clear who they were: Alex’s groomsmen. His best man, his brothers, and his closest friends from the wedding party that never happened.

My stomach twisted with a vague, disconnected shame for one brief second. The aphrodisiac quickly turned that faint unease into raw, burning lust. My pussy clenched hard at the thought of these men using me, of being destroyed by the very group that should have celebrated my marriage. The humiliation only made me wetter.

They did not hesitate.

Within seconds we were surrounded. The best man grabbed my hair roughly and shoved his thick cock into my mouth without a word. I moaned around him loudly, sucking greedily as the drug made me desperate to please. My plump, enhanced lips stretched perfectly around his shaft. Another man lifted my tiny skirt and slammed into my dripping pussy from behind in one rough thrust. I cried out around the cock in my mouth, my body jolting forward as he started pounding me hard and fast. The fullness was overwhelming. Every deep stroke sent sparks of ecstasy through my core while I bobbed my head eagerly on the cock in my throat.

Luna was right beside me on all fours. One man was fucking her ass while another used her mouth. She moaned loudly around the dick between her lips, pushing back against the cock in her ass like she could not get enough. Her eyes met mine as we were both fucked senseless, and in that moment I saw the same broken, lust-drunk expression reflected back at me. We were both gone. Both perfectly trained slaves.

They passed us around like toys.

One of the brothers pulled me onto his lap and shoved his thick cock into my pussy while another man stepped in front of me and fucked my throat. I gagged and drooled heavily, tears streaming down my face, but I never stopped sucking. The aphrodisiac made every thrust feel like pure ecstasy. My enhanced tits bounced wildly as I rode him, my sensitive nipples rubbing against his chest. I came hard on the cock inside me, my pussy spasming and squirting down his thighs while I moaned around the dick in my mouth. The orgasm left me shaking, but they kept going without mercy.

Luna crawled over and kissed me messily between thrusts. Our tongues tangled sloppily as cum and spit mixed between us. One of the groomsmen made her drink his piss while another fucked her ass. She moaned loudly as she swallowed, her eyes rolling back in pleasure. Then she did the same for me, holding my head gently but firmly as another man pissed into my open, eager mouth. I drank it greedily, the warm salty liquid running down my chin and over my exposed tits while I came again from the sheer degradation. The humiliation burned deliciously, feeding the fire the aphrodisiac had lit inside me.

They fucked us for hours.

I lost count of how many times I came. They bent us over tables, fucked us on the floor, took turns in every hole. One man fucked my pussy while another slapped my heavy tits and called me a worthless cheating whore. I screamed in pleasure as I came again, my body shaking uncontrollably. Luna was right next to me, being double-penetrated while she moaned like a broken slut, begging for more cum, more cock, more degradation. They made us lick each other clean between rounds, our tongues cleaning cum from pussies and asses while the men watched and stroked themselves hard again.

By the end we were both destroyed.

Cum leaked steadily from our pussies and asses, running down our thighs in thick rivers. Our faces, tits, and hair were glazed with multiple loads. We lay on the floor in a cum-soaked, piss-drenched heap, breathing hard and trembling with aftershocks. The aphrodisiac still burned in our veins, leaving us desperate and needy even after being used so thoroughly. My mind floated in a deep, blissful trance. No thoughts of Alex. No memories of the wedding. Only the overwhelming need to serve and be used.

The trainers smiled as they collected us.

"You both did very well tonight," Emily said calmly. "Your new owners will be very pleased with how eager and broken you have become."

Luna and I could only whimper and nod, too exhausted and drugged to speak. We were led away, still leaking cum and completely used, ready for whatever came next in our training.

We were no longer women.

We were slaves.