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Eugene was the target of constant bullying from a group of tough, sexy gangster girls. The leader Tiffany and her crew of voluptuous thugs made it their mission to torment Eugene daily. With their huge asses and fat pussies that filled their booty shorts, they were the strongest at school.

"Aw look at little Eugene, lookin' all pathetic and wimpy!" Tiffany cackled as she blocked Eugene's path. Her crew snickered and smacked their plump lips. "This lil bitch ain't got nothin' between his legs!"

"Yea take them off Eugene, lemme see the tiny wiener!" Her girls howled with laughter. Tiffany grabbed Eugene and yanked his pants down to his ankles. Eugene yelped in shock.

But they gasped as they got an eyeful of the enormous bulge in Eugene's boxers. His package was enormous, almost the size of a forearm. They'd underestimated him.

"Wh-wheres his teeny weeny?" A girl stammered out. Tiffany stepped back shaken.

Fury burned in Eugene's eyes. He was sick of their crap. With a growl, he shoved Tiffany and his pants flew back up, his swollen cock tenting his shorts. The gang backed up nervously, trembling at the massive erection and new aggressive Eugene.

Seeing an opportunity, he grabbed the ringleader and slammed her against the wall, shoving her thick ass into his straining cock. "You like bullyin' me do ya?" He grunted harshly as he humped her. "Fucking slut, you're learnin' your fuckin' place now!"

Tiffany squealed as his huge dick throbbed against her juicy phat ass and cunt. The other girls fled in terror. "Pl-please..I'm sorry..."

"Take this you cock teasin' bitch!" Eugene pulled her shorts down and plunged into her sopping wet pussy. It was so fucking tight. "FUCK you wanted this!!" He pounded her hard, slamming her against the wall by her big bubbly butt.

Tiffany wailed and cried as he split her wide open on his enormous dick, using her like a cocksleeve. Her pussy clenched and spasmed with orgasm after orgasm. "Yes yes yessss!! Fuck me Eugene!"

By the time he was done, Tiffany was a whimpering mess. Eugene shoved her away and strode off, his fat cock still rock hard for her slutty crew. They had no idea what they'd unleashed in Eugene. He was going to make those bitches his personal cumtoys and teach them for bullying him.

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Bob was your average 30-something office drone, trudging through the daily grind at some soulless corporation. He clocked in, sat at his desk all day, and clocked out, then repeated the cycle. His life was as dull and grey as the cubicle walls that surrounded him.

But it was all about to change in ways Bob never could have imagined...

After work one day, Bob decided to treat himself to a drink at the bar across the street. Muttering to himself, he plopped down on a worn leather stool and ordered a stiff whiskey. "Make it a double," he grumbled. "It's been that kind of week."

As the amber liquid burned down his throat, a curvaceous figure slid onto the stool next to him. "Hey there handsome," she purred, crossing her legs. Her white dress hugged her body, showing off a giant, juicy ass that could only be described as succulent.

"Uh, hello," Bob replied, trying to play it cool despite his heart pounding. "I'm Bob." The woman extended a perfectly manicured hand.

"Chanelle. It's a pleasure." Her fingers were soft and warm. "I couldn't help but notice you from across the bar. You look like a man who could use some company."

"Oh, um, I don't know," Bob stammered, blushing at the forwardness. But Chanelle was undeterred. She signaled the bartender for another round.

"So tell me Bob, what do you do for a living?" She looked at him with smoldering bedroom eyes, biting her plump bottom lip.

"Office work, you know, the usual corporate stuff," he said with a shrug. "It's not my dream job but it pays the bills."

"I totally get that. I feel the same way sometimes." Chanelle leaned in, her breasts straining against the confines of her dress. "But we all have our own ways of, shall we say, making a little extra on the side..."

Before Bob could respond, Chanelle grabbed his tie and pulled him in for a passionate kiss. Her plump lips were like soft marshmallows. "Mmm, I knew from the moment I saw you, we were meant to be," she whispered hotly against his mouth.

In a daze, Bob found himself stumbling after Chanelle out of the bar, his face burning. She led him to her car, a cherry red convertible. "Hop in baby," she winked. "I'll show you a real good time."

Chanelle peeled out of the parking lot, her heavy tits bouncing as she shifted. Bob gripped the door, his mind spinning. Maybe the whiskey was hitting him harder than he thought. "Where are we going?" he asked.

"Somewhere private," Chanelle replied with a mysterious smile. "I'm going to rock your world, stud."

A short drive later, she pulled up to a swanky house in the hills. Bob followed her inside the luxurious abode, eyes wide. "Is this your place?"

"No baby, it's my...office, you could say." Chanelle turned to him, her dress slipping off her shoulders to reveal a red lace bra barely containing her massive breasts. "I'm a madam. And I think you'd make the perfect pimp for me."

Bob's eyes bugged out. "P-pimp? I don't know the first thing-"

"Shh, I'll teach you everything," Chanelle cooed, pulling him close. She reached down and grabbed the growing bulge in his pants. "Let's have a little fun first though, shall we..?"

Next thing Bob knew, he was naked, with Chanelle grinding her huge, juicy ass cheeks against his hard cock. She rode him in reverse cowgirl, her back arched and moaning wantonly. "Fuck, your cock is so big Bob! Mmmm, it's hitting me so deep!"

He gripped her fleshy hips, plunging up into her sopping cunt over and over. Bob had never fucked a woman like this before. Chanelle was insatiable. She twisted and bucked on his dick until they both exploded in shuddering ecstasy.

Laying in the afterglow, Bob marveled at Chanelle's body, still trembling. "You were amazing," he murmured. "But I really can't become a pimp..."

Chanelle smirked and kissed him deeply. "Oh yes you will, baby. You're going to be my top earner. I see big things for you Bob, BIG things." She winked and handed him a stack of cash. "Here's your first payment. We'll talk more about your...role tomorrow."

Bob barely slept that night, mind reeling at the unexpected turn his life had taken. But as dawn broke through the windows, he knew his future was bright. His days of office drudgery were over. He was going to be a pimp, with Chanelle by his side.

And he was going to make a shitload of money in the process. Bob the office drone was no more. A new man had emerged, ready to take on the world, one big booty at a time.

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One day a young teenage boy named Timmy was sitting in his class daydreaming about his sexy teacher Miss Johnson. She was a tall, busty brunette with long legs and a tight skirt. Timmy couldn't help staring at her breasts as she wrote on the board.

Under his desk, Timmy unzipped his jeans and started rubbing his hardening cock through his boxers. Miss Johnson had her back turned, so he figured he could beat off quickly without anyone noticing. He stroked himself faster and faster, imagining it was Miss Johnson's hand wrapped around his shaft.

Just as Timmy was about to cum, he heard a gasp. He looked up to see Miss Johnson standing right next to him, having caught him red-handed stroking his cock! Her eyes were wide, mouth agape. But to Timmy's surprise, a small smile crept across her lips.

After class, Miss Johnson called Timmy up to her desk. Timmy's heart raced as he approached her, wondering if he was in trouble. "Timmy, I saw what you were doing during class," Miss Johnson said sternly. "It's very inappropriate to masturbate in school."

"I'm sorry Miss Johnson, I didn't mean to," Timmy mumbled. Miss Johnson looked at him and noticed the tent in his jeans. "Although... it does look like you need some help with that."

Timmy gulped as Miss Johnson lifted her skirt slightly, revealing her lacey thigh-high stockings. She guided his hand to her smooth stockinged leg. "How about after school, you come back to my office and I'll take care of that for you. But you have to promise to keep it a secret."

That afternoon, after the final bell rang, Timmy snuck into the empty school. His heart pounded as he quietly entered Miss Johnson's office. She was waiting for him by her desk, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Lock the door behind you," she purred.

Timmy did as told, his hands shaking. Miss Johnson sat back in her chair, spread her stockinged legs apart and crooked a finger at him. "Well, are you going to show me what you were doing in class today? Whip that cock out for me."

With a deep breath, Timmy unzipped his jeans and pulled out his stiff erection. Miss Johnson licked her lips. "Oh my, very nice Timmy. Now stroke it while I touch my feet to it."

She slipped off her heels and ran her stockinged soles along Timmy's cock. The silky fabric felt incredible against his sensitive skin. Miss Johnson moved her feet up and down his shaft, occasionally rubbing his cockhead with her toes.

"Does that feel good?" she asked in a low voice. Timmy could only nod, lost in pleasure.

"Mmm I think I want to taste it too," she said. Miss Johnson wrapped her soft lips around Timmy's cock while continuing to stroke him with her feet. The dual sensations of her mouth and stockings drove Timmy wild.

He fucked her mouth, grunting as he got close. "I'm going to cum!" he gasped. Miss Johnson pulled away just in time. Thick ropes of jizz shot out onto her stockinged feet and shapely legs. She gave his cock a final lick and stood up, cum dripping off her sole.

"Clean it up," she said. "And this is our little secret, understand?" Timmy eagerly used his shirt to wipe the cum off her stockings. "Good boy," Miss Johnson said, and winked. "Do that again in class and I just might have to punish you further after school. Feel free to jerk it any time." Then she sent him on his way, a smile on his face and a stiffy in his pants.

From that day on, Timmy made it a point to stroke himself every class when Miss Johnson's back was turned. And she made sure to give him a special reward after school, with her lovely feet, in exchange for keeping their secret. Timmy was one happy boy.

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One afternoon, the 16-year-old boy Tommy was home alone when he heard a strange noise coming from the laundry room. Curious, he peeked through the slightly ajar door and saw his 18-year-old stepsister Stacy attempting to pull herself out of the washing machine. Her jiggly ass was wedged in the opening, her shapely legs kicking wildly in the air.

"Oh my god, this is so embarrassing!" Stacy wailed, her voice muffled. "It won't budge!"

Tommy felt an instant surge of lust at the sight of his gorgeous stepsister in distress. He had always fantasized about fucking her curvy body, especially that fat juicy ass. Now was his chance.

"Need some help there, sis?" Tommy asked innocently, opening the door wider.

Stacy's face turned bright red as she caught him staring at her. "G-go away Tommy! This is embarrassing enough already."

"Aw c'mon, I can get you out," Tommy said, stepping closer with a slight smirk. His eyes roved over her helpless form, lingering on her plump rear. "Lemme help pull you..."

"No! I've got it!" Stacy grunted, wiggling her hips. But it was no use - her hips and ass were too wide to squeeze through. "Arrgh!"

Tommy knelt down behind her, running his hands over the warm swell of her ass through her shorts. Stacy gasped.

"S-stop that! Hands off my butt!"

But Tommy was undeterred. He rubbed and groped her cheeks, then boldly reached down to cup her pussy through the thin fabric. "Mmm, you're so wet already, aren't you slut? Getting turned on from being stuck?"

"Tommy! I'm warning you..." Stacy panted, but made no move to stop him. If anything, she pushed her ass back against his touch.

Emboldened, the horny teen boy yanked down her shorts and panties, exposing that heart-shaped rump. He spread her cheeks, revealing her tight pink asshole. "Fuck, I always knew you'd be an anal slut," he murmured, lining his hard cock up with her puckered hole. Stacy whimpered.

With one rough thrust, Tommy hilted himself balls-deep in his stepsister's virgin ass. "Ahhhnnn!" they both groaned as he began to fuck her hard and fast, using her tight rear passage. Stacy could only moan and take it, thoroughly enjoying her first anal experience.

Tommy pounded away, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. He tapped Stacy's prostate with each thrust, making her clench and spasm around his shaft. "Gonna...gonna c-cummm!" she squealed, cumming from anal alone.

"Hnngh, take my load you dirty anal whore!" Tommy snarled, firing thick ropes of jizz deep in her guts. Stacy shuddered through the grossing-out orgams, knowing she'd always crave her little brother's cock in her ass now...

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In the world of Elyria, the natural order of things had been turned on its head. For as long as anyone could remember, women had held all the power and men were their submissive playthings. A strict matriarchy ruled the land, with women in charge of business, government, and society as a whole. Men, on the other hand, were little more than domestic servants, expected to cook, clean, and serve their female overlords. It was simply the way things had always been.

But young Jace was not like other men. From a very young age, he had felt an indomitable spark of dominance within him, a primal urge to take control and claim what he wanted, by force if necessary. His parents, a meek father and powerful mother, had tried to train the masculinity out of him. But Jace's defiant spirit could not be tamed.

As he grew into a strong, virile young man, Jace became more and more frustrated by the submissive role forced upon his gender. The wanton, fertile women of Elyria flaunted their superiority at every turn - bossing men around, groping and fondling them in public, even forcing them into arranged marriages. But Jace would have none of it. He refused to be a plaything for any female.

One fateful day, the 19-year-old Jace encountered the buxom Mayor Amelia, known for her cruel reign over the town. Irresistibly drawn to her voluptuous curves, he made a decision - he would take her, whether she wanted it or not. Creeping into her mansion that night, he snuck into her lavish bedroom and pounced on the slumbering matriarch.

"Ah! Unhand me, you brute!" Amelia shrieked, shocked to be so boldly accosted. But she was no match for Jace's raw strength. He ripped away her silk nightgown, exposing her massive breasts and glistening sex. Amelia struggled and spat insults, but Jace just shoved her down and mounted the uncooperative MILF. "Stop! I'm the Mayor, you can't do this!" she wailed as he thrust deep into her tight, hot snatch.

But Jace just growled and fucked her hard, grunting as he pounded the MILF's pussy, uncaring of her protests. Her cervix kissed the tip of his cock with each powerful thrust. "Take it, you fucking bitch," Jace snarled. "I'll show you what a real man feels like." Amelia went rigid, her eyes rolling back as his thick member stirred up her insides. Despite herself, the dominant woman orgasmed hard on his dick, her pussy clenching him like a vice.

Jace rutted the Mayor like a beast in heat, stirring up a froth in her womb. After many long minutes, he erupted, flooding her unprotected pussy with a massive load of virile cum. Amelia collapsed, gasping, as he pulled out. "You're...you're pregnant now, you old hag," Jace panted. "I've bred you."

The submissive men of Elyria were shocked by Jace's bold claim. A woman as powerful as the Mayor, knocked up by a mere man? Unheard of! But Jace just smirked, knowing his seed had taken root. Over the next few months, Amelia's belly swelled with the proof of Jace's virility.

Emboldened by his conquest, the young alpha male went on a rampage. He began visiting the homes of every MILF in town, throwing them down and forcibly mating them, depositing his semen into their fertile wombs. The women were horrified and humiliated to be so used by a lowly man...but their bodies betrayed them, nipples hardening and pussies dripping as he mounted them.

Soon, all of Elyria's most powerful females were carrying Jace's offspring. The town council, outraged at this uprising, sent soldiers to capture the rogue male. But Jace fought them off, raw strength proving more than a match for their weapons. He fucked the female soldiers too, as the men stood by and watched,helpless. Jace was the undisputed alpha.

As his mommies' bellies blossomed, Jace's legend grew. Other men began to question their submissive role. With Jace as an example, they too started taking what they wanted from women - by force. The matriarchy of Elyria began to crumble. Women found themselves subject to men's whims for the first time. Elyria had entered a new era, with males as the dominant gender.

And Jace, once society's lowest rung, now sat at the very top of the new world order. The alpha stud, king of all he surveyed. He would sire a new generation and make males superior forevermore. The females of Elyria could only watch, pregnant and cowed, as he asserted his masculinity. A new age had dawned.

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Lock woke up in a strange new world, surrounded by unfamiliar sights and sounds. The last thing he remembered was going to sleep in his own bed, but now here he was - in a completely foreign place. As he sat up and looked around in confusion, a bloodcurdling scream pierced the air.

Lock turned to see a beautiful girl with long black hair and crazed, obsessed eyes running towards him, a knife clutched in her hand. "Lock!" she shrieked. "You're mine forever! I won't let anyone else have you!"

Lock leaped up and started sprinting away, his heart pounding in terror. The girl, who looked to be around his age, gave chase with surprising speed and agility. Lock ran as fast as his legs could carry him, but he knew he couldn't outlast her. As he turned a corner, he crashed into another girl who was also wielding a weapon.

She had long blue hair and wore a tight school uniform that showed off her exaggeratedly large breasts. "Get away from him, you bitch!" she yelled at the black-haired yandere. "Lock is MINE!"

The two girls began viciously fighting, stabbing and slashing at each other. Lock watched in shock for a moment before realizing he needed to get away. He took off running again, determined to escape these dangerous lunatics.

But more yandere girls kept popping out of the woodwork, all of whom were also obsessed with him. A shy purple-haired girl. A fiery red-haired girl. A bubbly green-haired girl. They chased Lock relentlessly, becoming more aggressive and murderous with each passing minute in their jealousy-fueled rage.

Lock soon realized with horror that the only way to satisfy and pacify them was to have sex with these yanderes. If he could just get it on with one and make her feel truly loved, maybe she would calm down and leave him be. Of course, he'd have to make it worthwhile for her, aiming to please her to the utmost degree, so that in post-coital bliss she'd forget all about trying to kill him and become a devoted girlfriend instead.

Considering his options, Lock decided to target the blue-haired yandere first. Her name was Yukari. He knew he'd have to go all out to impress her - worshiping her huge tits, eating her out until she squirted, pounding her hard from behind, the works. Hopefully that would be enough to completely win her over and turn her around. He'd also then have a powerful ally to help fend off the other girls.

But Lock knew this was only the beginning of his never-ending quest to survive this crazy yandere harem world. For each girl he satisfied, he'd gain a new hyper-devoted girlfriend, but also new threats in the other girls who remained jealous and homicidal. He'd have to have his way with them all if he wanted to live. The heavens sure had quite the challenge in store for him...

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