T-shirt and G-string
From Create Your Own Story
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"It was unanimous. They want to hang out with you wearing the T-shirt." | "It was unanimous. They want to hang out with you wearing the T-shirt." | ||
| - | "...and G-string, right?" you ask. You've always been subconscious of your meaty | + | "...and G-string, right?" you ask. You've always been subconscious of your meaty pussy. You remember the first time you noticed it growing out so fleshy when you were 14. You thought it was hideous. One boyfriend you allowed to pull off your panties laughed and said, "freaky." |
These were teenage boys. You wonder what you were thinking choosing them. you wish you'd chosen your uncle. He would be understanding and tender. | These were teenage boys. You wonder what you were thinking choosing them. you wish you'd chosen your uncle. He would be understanding and tender. | ||
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"We're still out." he waves as he leaves. | "We're still out." he waves as he leaves. | ||
| - | Immediately a second door opens and the boys are there looking around and then staring at you. | + | Again two more of the chubby men come in. One walks to you and has you stand in a small circle marked on the floor. He then steps back and looks up. You follow his gaze and see a round glass enclosure quickly lowering to surround you. |
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| + | Immediately afterwards a second door opens and the boys are there looking around and then noticing and staring at you. The second fat man has them stand in a larger circle. A similar but larger enclosure surrounds them. | ||
At that moment you decide... | At that moment you decide... | ||
| - | *[[ | + | *[[Wear your T-shirt like a diaper and leave your tits exposed]] |
| - | *[[Just stand normal]] | + | *[[Just stand normal, leave your pussy exposed]] |
*[[Fuck it! Pull off the T-shirt]] | *[[Fuck it! Pull off the T-shirt]] | ||
| + | *[[Curl into the faetal position and start crying and rocking]] | ||
[[category: The breeding game]] | [[category: The breeding game]] | ||
Revision as of 22:07, 4 October 2013
The chubby men leave and in what seems like two minutes an answer comes.
"It was unanimous. They want to hang out with you wearing the T-shirt."
"...and G-string, right?" you ask. You've always been subconscious of your meaty pussy. You remember the first time you noticed it growing out so fleshy when you were 14. You thought it was hideous. One boyfriend you allowed to pull off your panties laughed and said, "freaky."
These were teenage boys. You wonder what you were thinking choosing them. you wish you'd chosen your uncle. He would be understanding and tender.
A lone bald cubby nude man comes in, asks you to kneel and raise your arms. His hard cock pokes between your tits as he pulls the T-shirt over your arms and down. He does some completely unecessary adjusting of your tits under the shirt.
"There, ready."
"Wait! What about the G-string!!??" you ask as he heads for the door.
"We're still out." he waves as he leaves.
Again two more of the chubby men come in. One walks to you and has you stand in a small circle marked on the floor. He then steps back and looks up. You follow his gaze and see a round glass enclosure quickly lowering to surround you.
Immediately afterwards a second door opens and the boys are there looking around and then noticing and staring at you. The second fat man has them stand in a larger circle. A similar but larger enclosure surrounds them.
At that moment you decide...
