Allison Malleable Plaything (futa transformation, rape, growth)

Story by boobygirl

Hello all,

I cant seem to ever find the right kind of story for me so i thought i would give it a go myself. *Pardon the slow start, you'll have to have faith its building to something....sinister? *There are other tags waiting but why spoil all the fun. *:)

Lactationgirl – 8/31/13

Allison Malleable Plaything

"Oh baby..." is all Allison could muster in yet another lackluster lovemaking/rape session.* It hurt...she was a rather petite girl without any outstanding feature other than being a young "twentysomething" with long hair, slim body and a complete attachment to needing money.

It was dark in her apartment.* That was about the only detail she could hammer out of her arrangement.* Mister "I'm-going-to-come-knocking-and-you'd-better-answer" basically had struck the rest of the arrangement.* He would come to her apartment, make no pleasantries, fuck her without regard to feelings or bruises, leave money and go.* He was not shy by any means.

Usually slapping Allison across the cheek was considered foreplay.* It typically caught her enough off-guard she'd find herself breaking furniture on her way down to the floor.* And while feeling around the edges of her swollen jaw or cheek, she could hear the pants unzip and the elastic band snap pulling his member free poking up practically already in her mouth slapping her lips.

It really wasn't all that big, except Allison herself was only 4'7" and not big enough to handle a man of 6'+ with a normal sized cock.** Maybe once in the years she'd known this guy she got wet out of excitement. Now it would hurt from start to finish, stretching her walls open further than her body could enjoy let alone accommodate*** Biting her lips feigning the enjoyment she had to laugh a little thinking for such a normal sized penis, he was a huge prick!

In the end with a combination of white spunk and red tears seeping out of her nethers, he left her. But not before throwing some wadded up money on the floor beside her beaten body, spitting on her and calling her bitch one more time.

This was the moment of relief.* This was the longest time before the next session.* No matter how much it hurt, how her feelings were laid to waste or how much she cried to herself NOW was the time to rejoice in the waning cycle of torture before the next one began.* "Fuck him.* Fuck his money.* Fuck this life.* I hate being so weak."

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Allison, being completely exhausted, slept next to the pile of scattered money and puddle of ooze and tears he'd left her in.* When she woke up, two days later, she found everything cleaned and straightened….