There was a time not so long ago when she would have relished the thought of fighting an opponent twice her size. To engage—one on one—a fit behemoth and beat the ever living shit out of them. Whether in the practice rings or mock fights it didn’t matter, she would look each of her opponents in the eye and live for the thrill of combat. The years of physical training and martial arts kept her body and mind sharp for the trials she anxiously looked forward too. There were days when she would come home beaten and bloody with a giant grin splitting her lips. She missed that older version of herself, the version that could dance around anyone without lugging around the added girth of her chest. The version who kept her hair short, and her body constantly toned. The version that enjoyed spending her days and nights venting her frustrations on a punching bag. It was hard to believe that wasn’t so long ago. 

The Keri Pryde that ran through the auditorium wasn’t anything like the girl who used to bench twice her weight or spend her evening doing hand stand push ups. Instead the woman that bared her teeth as she brushed aside the growing lineup of horny college students was a well formed decadent beauty. Her ample curves would make holding her boxing stance difficult, not to mention present a giant target. Her shoulders had lost some of their bulk, while her hair blossomed down the back of her neck. 

It wasn’t just her body that changed, but her mind as well! Months of indulging indecent orders from her peers had already given her…unique cravings. Just the other night she argued with her roommate about the taste of semen, and deciding that strangely…she liked its taste more than its texture. Being locked into servitude to Fynn Burns had also proven a mockery of her former carnal desires. His salaciousness seemed to bleed into her soul with each and every lust-fuelled exchange. With each morning as she awoke her belly throbbed, not in hunger but in lewd excitement. 

After everything thats happened, her body seemed stuck in limbo between a trained athlete and pleasure-seeking whore!  No, I’m not a whore! Get your head out of the gutter! Keri shoved that terrible voice in the back of her head. Doubt had been sinking into her mind for days now, doubt about who she was and what she was slowly becoming.

A light drizzle and shadowy overcast greeted her as she stormed out of the auditorium. Every nerve ending in her body flared, her thoughts raced! She nearly ran into several students trying to get in line for their turn in the stalls! They were little more than minor obstacles in her path. Pure adrenaline surged through her veins as she rushed across campus with a nightmare playing over and over again in her mind.

It didn’t help that the House of Contact was situated toward the end of their fraternity row. Many of their brothers were outside drinking around the house. Most of them had devolved into parodies of their former selves. Stumbling in a drunken hazy stupor or fumbling with their drinking games. Those too drunk to stand seemed oblivious to the rain, while others complained to the gods above for interfering with their escapades. With the Rachelle’s doing all the work to service everyone on campus, the Contacts were enjoying themselves freely. It seemed thats how the world worked these days, Keri noted to herself. The women do all the work, take all the risk, and the boys just keep being boys. It annoyed her that they didn’t have to to anything until the following day and she couldn’t hep but find it interesting that they weren’t enjoying other sorority services on campus. There was plenty of humiliation to go around, and yet the Contacts seemed content as they were. 

Keri didn’t even pause to catch her breathe as she charged up their property steps. Everyone there recognized her immediately. Even though she was their leaders girlfriend by contract, the title was enough to force them to show her some respect. Even in their drunken debauchery they tried to seem polite as she walked through their lawn. Keri wondered if their poor attempts at gentlemen politeness were genuine or just a very bad act. Either way those that could walk stepped aside from her, the rest she tried not to step on. 

Only one of them seemed completely coherent, he was the junior standing guard at the doorway. Sam was a short and chubby guy with a charming personality and chipper voice, he always seemed enthusiastic even when in a bad mood. Keri had gotten to know him fairly well from her constant coming and goings. He acted like a nice enough guy, but clearly seemed to have his own motives by trying to impress her. He had a bad habit of offering awkward gifts to herself and a few other girls on campus, gifts like tickets to monster truck shows and harley races outside of campus. Keri had to decline each and every time because…well she was starting to run out of excuses. He was the type of guy that she just felt sorry for, and couldn’t tell if he was trying to be friendly or had a poor way of asking someone out. Not that it mattered, she had no interest in him and even if she did Fynn would strangle him if he found out.

Sam offered her a smile and tried to hand over a fresh beer as she stormed her way to the door. He clearly wasn’t phased by her inescapable rage, “Everything ok? You seem like you’re in a hurry.”

“WHERE IS HE!” Thunder erupted behind them as she spoke! Her hair was a mess and she had to brush aside her bangs. 

“Wow,” Sam held up his hands in alarm, “Fynn’s upstairs in his room like always?”

Keri brushed him aside, forcing him to drop the can to the ground. She ignored the smell of sour beer and built up trash inside the living room. She had gotten so familiar with the brothers house she could practically navigate it blindfolded. Running passed the rowdy occupants and half drunken slobs, she nearly tripping over more than one pair of hands or feet from passed out pledges. It normally took eight minutes to navigate the houses narrow hallways and creepy steps until finding Fynn’s penthouse. She was determined to make it in less than one! She would have been successful if she wasn’t distracted by something truly disturbing. It caught her by surprise on the third floor as she ran past the recreation rooms. The rooms, normally reserved for pool tables and private lounges for upper class-men, had been cleared to house large collection dispensaries to fill several gallon jugs. Each were filled to the brim of a whitish clear and distinguishable liquid! Each plastic bin was tightly sealed with labels marking them as ‘fresh for 24 hours only’. 

At first she ignored them, but after passing the second room with similar containers she couldn’t help but stop herself to study them further. These were new, Keri knew none of this was here that morning when she left. Upon further inspection it became clear to her that the contents inside were obviously large gallon collection of sperm! There were seven containers in the first room, three in the second. 

She was completely dumbfounded, it must have taken the entire house all day just to fill one of those jugs! But ten! She tried to do the math…they would need help with at least half of campus to fill all those stupid jugs…but why? 

Her pace slowed to a slow walk, she instantly became nervous and inspected every corner of the hallway as if expecting to discover some other alarming malady. As she passed the third and final recreation room, which was normally a private workout room, she found that like the others it was mostly cleared out for semen collecting. Inside were fourteen guys, a couple she recognized as Contact members but there were a few she never saw before. Their pants were down and they were busy pleasuring themselves. It appeared that they were trying to tip off one last gallon jug. 

“Fucking christ…” Keri spoke out loud in alarm. She bit her lip and hated the fact that her body pulsed in excitement. Her stomach lurched and she felt her quivering cove beginning to soak through her undergarments. Why is my body doing this? She cursed her bodies rush to judgement.

“Oh hey,” one of the guys she didn’t recognize joyfully responded to her previous outburst, “Mind giving us a hand?” 

The others in the room laughed. One of them chimed in, “Show us those titties!”

“Dude are you trying to get us killed! Thats the Presy’s whore,” Keri’s eye twitched from the random guys comment. 

She crossed her arms over her chest, “Fucking jerkoffs.” She couldn’t begin to imagine what the hell they needed all that jizz for. She hadn’t made it two steps before she heard the sounds of a woman sobbing in the room to her left. It was a bathroom, but the door was wide open. Inside Keri couldn’t hide her shock upon seeing Julie Cane. Her elder sister wasn’t alone, just behind her the Rachelle Chaplain stood like an overbearing shadow clad in her usual dark black robes. Julie was completely stripped and bound by a series of tight knots. She was suspended a couple feet in the air, with her sagging tits brushing the floor. Julie was covered in sticky liquids, and tears poured down her shallow cheeks. Above here, next to the shower stall, was a sign ‘You’re personal fuck doll, enjoy’. 

Keri stood wide eyed as Julie was forced to gulp down one large cock after the other, a small lineup of freshmen were bidding on which side of her to abuse. They double teamed her to exhaustion while others toyed with her sagging twins. A suction cup was sucking onto one of her protruding buds to the point it was starting to turn purple! As each brother climaxed she was forced to release the loads she collected into giant bins underneath both her swollen lips. She gagged as one of the brothers released his pent up desires and held her mouth in place until his dick finished spasming. Once he pulled out she coughed and spat out the large collection into the container just below. Meanwhile her pussy was leaking an endless ooze into the other bin.

Julie turned her head noticing her, she tried to say something but found speaking the words difficult. Even with a gag forcing her lips open she managed to gurgle a single word, “please.”

The chaplain above her slapped her bare bottom with a whip upon her speaking, “no one asked you to speak!” She declared and whipped her again until Julie gave up her desperate pleas. Another man was in line in front of her, and couldn’t wait to jam his girth into her warmth. Keri watched as her body was forced to resume its work. The chaplain shook her head toward her, and Keri knew she needed to move along.

Even down the hallway she could hear Julie’s gagging moans and cries as she was abused by quite possibly the entire brotherhood. She shuddered at the thought that she had contributed much to the collection of all those gallons of male seed. The revelation made her even more concerned for her girlfriend, They better not have done anything to her! 

By the time Keri arrived at Fynn’s doorway she found it was locked. Apparently he didn’t expect her so soon. With a solid kick she forced open the doors and ran inside ready to take on whatever was waiting for her. She was instantly hit with the overwhelming smell of sweat and male musk. His chairs and couches had been rearranged to leave a void in the center of the room. Laying there, fully naked, a red haired beauty moaned in drunken pleasure. A neat collection of filled condoms had been laid neatly on her stomach, each tide in a knot. The woman’s legs were spread wide revealing her soaking desires spilling from swollen lips. Her clitoris was throbbing for more attention!

“SENA!” Keri yelled as she ran over to her. One look into her lovers eyes gave Keri the impression that Sena was heavily drugged. 

Keri was so focused on Sena that she failed to notice Fynn casually closing the door behind her, “There you are babe, that was quick.”

Keri looked at him with a snarl, “What did you do!”

“Could you believe this bitch,” he sadistically referred to Sena, “She actually tried to bargain with me, right in front of my House of all places!” He kept a distance between them but didn’t seem the least bit afraid. It was clear he was wearing nothing underneath his blue robe, “Naturally I tried to reason with her, about how it wasn’t her decision…or yours now that I think about it.” 

Keri shuddered as he winked toward her, “You call this reasoning!” 

“I call this just rewards,” he scoffed, “You see she proclaimed her love for you, yelled to my face, and then threatened to go as far as to sabotage our homecoming! I guess she figured there was a way to make us lose, and pin the blame on us solely.” He laughed at the thought of such an idea, “She should’ve looked up the rules before hand, if one of us loses we both lose…”

Sena moaned something under a bated breath. Keri’s entire body was shaking, “How dare you…” Keri’s rage was held back by the edge of a knife.

“Not that any of that matters, once the threat was out she needed to be taught a lesson. And what a hell of a lesson it was!” Keri couldn’t believe he was bragging about raping her girlfriend, but there he was enjoying himself. He continued, “You don’t need to worry, her outrage won’t get between our partnership…ours or our organizations.”

“I’m going to fucking kill you!” Keri jumped forward, ready to unleash fury upon the giant before her. No sooner had she taken her first step however, did someone grapple her from behind.

Where did he come from! Keri had no idea there was another person in the room! He must have been hiding, waiting for her in case she did something like this. She tried to spin around and get a good look at who the mystery assailant was but couldn’t get a grip. Whoever it was he had her pinned in place. 

“Disappointing…no matter, its not like you haven’t tried this before. But don’t worry, this will all be like nothing more than a dream come tomorrow,” Fynn flexed his arms and popped his neck before coming into arms reach of her. 

What does he mean, I’ve tried this before? Keri struggled to break free as Fynn pulled something out of a small pocket of his robe. In his hand were a small assortment of capsules. 

“What is that? Get away from me!” Keri had a sudden vague recollection of seeing something like them before…but couldn’t place them. Her throat suddenly felt parched, her eyes narrowed.

“Hold her still…just like last time,” Fynn grabbed her jaw with his thick fingers.

“What do you mean just like last time!”It was the last thing she could say before he forced her mouth open. He quickly plunged the pills down her throat. Keri struggled to breath as he forced her mouth and nostrils closed until she swallowed. Reluctantly she gave in, but only after he gave her a quick jab in the gut. She felt them go down rough and coughed the moment she was free, “What did you give me!”

“The same thing we gave your dyke of a girlfriend…don’t worry its nothing you haven’t had before.” 

“You bastard!” Ker got up on her feet, taking up a boxing stance. 

Fynn crossed his arms over his chest in surprise, “Really? You want to go babe?”

Keri swept her legs forward, moving to engage the giant in front of her. He met her charge with a carefully calculated dodge. Keri saw it coming, but couldn’t adjust her moment in time. She landed into the wall in front of her and adjusted her position accordingly. She expected him to counter, to punish her for her insults…but Fynn seemed to enjoy standing back and letting her come to him.

“Whats wrong, scared?” Keri tried to antagonize him.

“Oh no, I’m just enjoying the show. I love it when you get all excited like this.”

“Why you!” She lunged at him again, but found her punch clumsy and sluggish. No matter how many times she tried to close the distance she found herself almost out of breathe and growing tired. 

What is with me? Keri knew it had been a while since she had fought but theres no way she was this out of shape. Soon she felt something deep within begin to stir, an awkward sensation building deep in the pit of her stomach. Suddenly her heart skipped a beat, her eyes grew wide.

“OH MY GOD!” She found herself suddenly gushing in raw carnal ecstasy as a giant wave exploded within her womb! She collapsed on her knees and plunged her hands against the ground as her core muscles spasmed uncontrollably. She clenched her stomach muscles tight as she felt another wave of unwanted surging pressure erupt between her legs. She felt the blood flow swell her lower lips, her breathing become erratic! 

She feared she was about to have a heart attack as she felt her ovaries writhe in some sort of continuous and perilous overload! She felt the muscles of her passageways clench and give way to and unending inferno of insatiable agony. Her body burned from the alien corruption pollution her blood and re-writing her brains synapses for pleasure. The depths of her fertile cove was crying out in lust fueled degeneracy! 

It wasn’t long before Keri lost the strength to remain kneeling and collapsed on her stomach with a thud. The impacts vibration stimulated her senses even further, making her foam at the mouth and roll over to her side. Her breasts were throbbing, her nipples stood painfully erect. She wrapped her arms around her stomach with her eyes wide and her teeth clenched. Keri began to grunt and moan painfully. Soon her head was spinning and her eyes rolled to the back of her skull. She quickly became lost in the never ending pleasure.

“Good job Bru-“ Fynn’s voice drowned out to a muffle as Keri’s mind faded to oblivious. She released her bowels as her entire body went limp and surrendered to the mystery cocktail melding with her senses. Keri knew that whatever he had just given her…it felt really good. 

The world became cloudy, colors mixed and blended into a distorted visage. She felt fingers pulling layers of clothing from her clammy skin and loved how the sensation of touch echoed through her flesh. The nub between her lips throbbed and swelled begging for attention. The feeling of being filled to the brim by scorching volumes overjoyed her. She moaned as she felt the rapture of burning liquids warming her insides. Her nipples stiffened in the air and she felt the tingling sensations of someones beard brush against them. Juicy tongues suckled onto her mounds, her glands swelled! Eventually her awareness evaporated into incoherent pleasure. The only sensations she could feel was that of her stomach jerking and her womb quivering. 

Thinking was too hard, so she let her sanity slip into an endless stream leading her down the occasional waterfall. Smells, lights, and sounds came to her only in brief sensual moments that she would never fully remember. Even if her mind could somehow break through the water and navigate the world around her, Keri had no craving to leave this new world of inordinate suspension.

When whatever was in her system did fade, and her mind restored some semblance of sanity, Keri found herself laying somewhere outside. The cold morning dew felt refreshing against her back. Keri laid there motionless for several minutes before hearing the groans of someone alongside her. 

Keri’s eyes darted as she rolled over. It was hard to ignore the soreness between her legs. Sena groaned next to her as she laid on her stomach. Her glasses were slightly bent. 

“Sena! Where are we? What the fuck happened!” Keri felt a sudden surge of latent panic. She rolled Sena over onto her back. Sena’s glasses hung slightly crooked against her nose, but somehow they held onto her face. One thing struck out to Keri as she scanned over Sena’s sweaty body. When did she get nipple piercings? 

Keri studied them intently, placing a finger around the cool metal rounded tips that broke through her girlfriends most delicate nubs. They were fresh, a small trickle of blood pooled around edges of Sena's aureoles. Just touching them seemed to stir Sena to a sense of awareness. Keri swallowed, she bent over to lick one of them. She didn’t know what came over her, but felt the urge to taste her girlfriends perky tips. Keri found Sena’s skin was too salty, but Keri enjoyed the muffled moan her girlfriend exhibited. 

Sena opened her eyes and smiled drunkenly, “Happy triple D day…” she clearly had no recollection of where she was. Then again neither did Keri.

“I like these,” Keri continued to stimulate Sena’s sensitive nipples with her tongue.

“ooo lala, that tickles,” Sena chuckled and placed a hand on the back of Keri’s head gently. Keri continued to suckle upon her girlfriend until finally she felt clear enough to realize…they were stark naked in the middle of a grass field on campus…

Keri paused and looked around, it was late and no one seemed to be around. But still Keri felt weird, like she was missing something. She felt groggy but also had a renewed desire to return to someplace more private. Or at least someplace away from here. Keri couldn’t remember how they ended up here, but for now she decided that really didn’t matter. Her knees shook as she got up on her feet and tried to drag her girlfriend up with her. Keri wrapped Sena’s arm around her shoulder to steady her lewd girlfriend. As soon as they were fully erect Keri felt warm liquids spool down her legs, and sighed to herself. She had come to recognize the sensations of squeezing out her boyfriends seed before. As she clenched her inner muscle she felt a renewed load push out from within. She looked over and felt relieved that Sena was clean by comparison.

“Hey, did we go to a party last night…” Sena sounded loopy. 

Keri fought to think back, she remembered managing a booth somewhere? She couldn’t find her phone or clothes anywhere, Did we go streaking?

“I think this is the third…no fourth time we’ve woken up naked outside huh.” Sena teased. Keri let her lay her head against her neck for a moment as she collected herself. 

Keri knew they were close to the sorority row…just a block away actually. Her head was pounding. She didn’t know the time, but could tell it was still early. There was some relief in that at least. Only the army training brats got up this early, and they wouldn’t be anywhere near here at this hour. 

“I think we should get back inside, I don’t want anyone to see you naked but me ok,” Keri meant to sound sweet, but knew she shouldn’t be jealous. It wasn’t like she could keep herself only for her girlfriend after all. She felt acid in her mouth at the thought of her contractual boyfriend along with a sudden knot in her stomach. She realized her hands were clenched into fists. 

“Ok darling,” Sena whispered into her ear as she clung onto Keri’s clammy skin. “I really love you…” her voice drifted to a slur.

Keri felt her heart skip a beat, she almost tripped realizing what Sena just said. “Oh…oh really…” What does this mean? What am I supposed to say? I guess I do love her…but how do I say something like that?  A thousands thoughts squirmed in her head as she tried to figure out what to say and how to say it!

“I guess, I think I feel the same way…” she paused fighting the inner walls around her heart, “Look I’m really not good at this relationship thing, but what I’m trying to say is I-“ she looked over and saw that Sena was completely passed out. 

“FUCK,” Keri blurted out to the wind. The sun was just barely starting to rise in the distance. She quickened her pace so the two wouldn’t be caught on their way back. All the while one thought lingered in Keri’s mind, what the hell just happened?