"P-please! I...I don't want to be a real freak!" Karyn moaned as she took another step towards the door, then another. Her clit ring, her nipple rings, every piece of jingling metal her body now possessed moved and rubbed against something else as she wobbled towards the door. Until finally, she couldn't stand it anymore.
Grunting, she stumbled back towards her bed; her hips were quivering as she kneeled down at the foot of it. "I'm not a freak, I'm not a freak," she repeated over and over, as she draped herself over the bedspread, her huge tits pressing against the mattress, her ass high in the air, and her knees still planted firmly on the carpeting.
"I'm not a freak, I'm not a-" but she was panting too hard to continue her chant. Karyn's trembling hands fumbled with the leather skirt, pulling it up over her back so that she could feel the cold air on her bare bottom.
She turned and glanced across the room at the full-length mirror opposite her. She could see the black thong she now wore vanishing between her ass cheeks. She could see her frightened, humiliated face, now dyed and painted and pierced like the kind of girl that would intentionally put herself in such a position. And at the sight, through the overwhelming lust that was making her cunt so hot, she managed to gasp, "Please don't make me do this!" before she started to spank herself. And then she couldn't speak intelligently anymore. She could only groan and grunt like a whore as she slapped her own ass harder and harder, occasionally looking back at the mirror to see how red her cheeks had become.
- Back at Jon's Sarah smirked. "Let's see, what else? Oh, I know. I wish that no matter how horny Karyn, the new spanking fetish nymphomaniac, gets, she can never achieve orgasm unless I give her permission. That should keep her busy for a while," she laughed. "But it still doesn't feel quite right. I think we need to expand the little bitch's horizons just a tad more..." -
Karyn was so close. She was right there. Furiously spanking herself with one hand, and rubbing at her cunt with the other. "Ughh! Why can't I cum!" she sobbed in one long frustrated breath.
Then, as if by magic, something occurred to her. Spanking wasn't enough. She needed more. She needed....Oh God, why was Jon doing this to her? She couldn't! No! But the thought made her so hot, and her pussy, her whole body was screaming for release. So, swallowing her pride, Karyn closed her eyes and began intentionally pissing herself.
She felt the damp warmth quickly fill up the inadequate thong and start running down her legs. It was humiliating how much it was turning her on, but it wasn't enough. She had to see. Turning her head back, she saw the yellow urine flowing freely in the mirror as she continued to slap her bright red back side and masturbate.
"I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" Karyn cried out at the sight. But she wasn't. She had been there, she had almost been there...and now more frustration, more heat, more need.
Another idea suddenly popped into her head, and she was too horny to resist. Quickly, she got up off her knees and ran to the stairs. Sobbing, she made her way down, her skirt still hiked up and her bare ass jiggling all the way down, all the way to the kitchen.
Before she knew it, before she could stop it, Karyn was kneeling in front of the open fridge, going through the vegetables. Her hand stopped on a carrot, but then she saw the cucumbers.
She tried to think, to say something, but her mind was awash with lust and farm products, and instead she only grunted out stupidly, "Duh...ughhh....cucumbers.." Before pressing the hard cold vegetable against the lips of her pussy.
Karyn paused again, as another idea took shape, and she pressed the cucumber between her ass cheeks instead. With her free hand she grabbed some vegetable oil and doused her backside with that for lubrication. Then she slowly slid the enormous specimen up her butt.
- "I think that's a nice touch, don't you?" Sarah asked Jon, who looked horrified at what was being done to his/her friend. "Yes," Sarah continued. "In fact, I wish Karyn's butt would completely replace her breasts and vagina as a means of sexual stimulation. -
Karyn felt her cunt immediately dry up. It didn't feel like anything anymore. It felt like a finger or a toe. And her large tits, which had felt so good flopping around while she violated herself with the cucumber, weren't responding to any stimulation whatsoever. She grabbed them, squeezed them, slapped them, played with them, and found them totally uninteresting. Just like a man, she thought, disgusted.
Her ass on the other hand...
She reached back and rubbed it, and caressed it, and fondled it, and spanked it, and jammed the vegetable in and out of it, and wailed in pleasure for it all. It was as if her butt was the center of every sexual pleasure the world had to offer. She loved her butt, she couldn't stop touching it, feeling it...worshipping it?
- Sarah laughed at her new wish. -
Karyn began groveling on the floor. Her large useless breasts pressed hard against the tile, her ass with the cucumber sticking out pointed high in the air.
"Oh, I have the greatest, most beautiful, most glorious ass in the world!" she declared. "I'm unworthy of my own ass. It's so wonderful, and I am so loathsome. I kiss the floor I am so grateful for it allowing me to be in its awe-inspiring presence." With that, she pursed her lips and pressed them against the ground.
- "Now lets see," Sarah said, going down the checklist. "We've got the look, the perversion...are we missing anything? Oh yes, the 'tude." She grinned. "I wish for Karyn to be completely rude and obnoxious to anybody she talks to. And these people are never too bright, are they Jon? So I wish for Karyn's intelligence to lower to the point that her vocabulary is reduced to an endless string of obscenities and vulgarity. There, now I think people will start to see Karyn the way I always have...a total and complete freak." -
"Ugh fuck shit...fucking dumb bitch...why can't I get my dumb fuck ass off?" Karyn grunted stupidly as she squirmed up and down on the cucumber. "Fucking stupid ass dip shit Jon fucking doing this shit to me is such shit fucking bullshit," she complained, and decided that since this wasn't getting her anywhere anyway it might be time to pay that little fucker a visit. But then she wondered, did she really have to take the cucumber out?
