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With the vague objective of going out... somewhere, anywhere. While making his way down his apartment block to street level, some sights and sounds which were produced by what was happening below reached him but he was only confused by these sounds, opening the front door and stepping out on to the footpath made things clearer however. The boys eyes were hurt by the sunlight so he was only able to hear at first the squelching sounds of the girl metres away from him dully humping a street light with half lidded eyes. As Shiro's eyes adjusted and he made his way nearer, he looked over the girl who was his own age and a touch taller than him, shaved amateur she had makeup running down her face and her long pink hair was matted with white fluids. In fact, her whole body seemed to be slick with them, the innocent of real world sex boy might have thought she'd been swimming if there were any water nearby. She wore what seemed to have once been a pink lolita dress but was now almost unrecognizable, it was stretched taut everywhere by the sheer maternal force of the teenage girls pregnant belly and leaking e-cup boobs, Shiro marveled that she must have been at least 9 months pregnant with twins. The material of the dress, bought a month ago, was also ripped or missing in places as a result of the rapidly growing body which it was even making little sounds of protest trying to contain and by the rough treatment of the men petite who had been using her holes. Feelings of concern rising in the boy and his own need for some answers to the confusing sight overcame his fear of speaking to girls 'Miss, are you okay?' it sounded wrong even as he said it for the odd sight in front of him but he couldn't find more fitting words. It didn't seem to matter though as the girl stayed intent with an oblivious expression on generating squelching sounds against the light and heavy mouthbreathing, her extremely needy pussy being exposed thanks to her dress riding so far up her fat body. Looking at her pussy now he saw the same white fluid forming rivers down the girls legs and felt a fool for ever wondering what it was. 'Miss?' he attempted again, placing his hand on her arm but taking it back in surprise at the feeling of it sinking so far into her soft flesh. She did turn at this though, fixing him with the vacant happy look which she generally gave things that didn't immediately promise sex or the deprivation of it she said something that he didn't understand. Not that he much noticed, he was overcome with amazement at how her whole body jiggled with the movement of turning her head 45 degrees towards him. The double chin completed the picture, every inch of her had been hit hard by her pregnancy. The state that the once slight, meek girl's mind was Hardcore in only in part came from the lust overload that Shiro suspected, the main cause was the drugs pumped in to the air by pov personal order of the Prime Minister. These drugs had been made with great care to attack parts of the brain deemed unnecessary for breeding, thoughts of permanent effects on the women and the babies which they carried were hoped to be as strong as possible and masturbated over by Junko. Doing her best to work her addled brain the girl focused her eyes on this boy in front of her and smiled anew, he smiled back, finding it nice in a bizarre way. The nice moment ended with a big shift in her expression to excitement at something behind him. Turning, he saw the white men he had heard about approaching. There were two of them, they were 6'2 and 6'4, each about 300 pounds of rippling muscle with half hard cocks reaching their lower thighs. The musk of these hairy masculine bodies hit Shiro like a slap in the face as they drew close and made him feel like he was being pressed on from all sides, to say nothing of the fear he felt at the sight of them. The girl seemed to love the musk though, breathing deep to drink it in and exhaling increasingly excited chipmunk like sounds as they drew towards her with cool expressions. The men stopped suddenly before reaching the pair, looking at Shiro with confusion at first but realization soon lighting up their faces. Some words were exchanged about ways to communicate with a Japanese speaker other than the Japanese for 'bend over', Shiro understood none of this conversation but then one looked him in the eyes, making him flinch and said 'Ching chong ching chong' which he understood well enough as an insult. The other joined in, wondering why he had cared about communicating in the first place and they started laughing as they repeated 'Ching chong ching chong' like it was the funniest thing they had ever heard. The pair of white men were much less affected by the drugs in the air, it was race targeted by design, but they were affected still, this along with boosters to increase their sex drive, stamina and aggression left quite a low IQ all told. Their laughing was cut off as the girl began shouting 'Ching chong' at full volume with mentally disabled laughter that put the jokesters to shame. She seemed to be imitating and to not actually get the joke which was some comfort to Shiro who wasn't sure whether he should be grateful. Carrie was pov sitting very upright and pushing her chest forward. "Shh..." “I won’t.” Hank walked in and closed the door amateur behind him. She started fucking even before he did. His legs were up on my shoulders and I shaved could look down at him and see a look of complete ecstasy on his face. “I will not give this back until you’re sober enough to use it with a clear head. I decided to repay the favor, so I made my tongue work circles around the head of his own dick. “Sure,” I said. She appeared as if she was waiting for a compliment. I get up and run through to Stacey’s room who is just out of the shower. Finally she collects her clothes. After some time, Rachel pulled us over next to what looked like a hedged maze. They could start to get suspicious.” He took my hand, and soon enough, our pulses synced up. I darted up the wooden stairs to the porch that wrapped around the house. I want everyone who is Hardcore licensed to carry a firearm to do so. Brittany released my tongue, looked me in the eyes and taunted, “Do you like how this wet, young pussy feels around your cock? His petite cock was incredibly hard, and it strained uncomfortably against his pants, begging to be released. Barely any boobs, very Asian-like. His hair was black and gelled up in a sort of messy look. "Does the fertility drug work?" “Come on Char, I think that Tommy would like both of us to help him with his ‘problem’.” “Another man is going to give you your long-time fantasy.