A weird one, that just sort of came to me. Normally I'd save a long caption like this for my main blog (degradeddamsels.blogspot.com), but most of my readers have tended to not like my anal-oriented stuff in the past, so I thought I'd put it here.
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"That's it, keep pushing out, just like that," he said, putting the buttplug aside.
Greta winced, as she struggled to hold her gape wide open for her boyfriend. The plug had been bad enough, but holding herself like this was worse.
"Please..." she began, as her already tired sphincter began to throb from the effort. She strained to hold herself still, as he fumbled with something behind her.
"DON'T!" Jacob snapped, as she involuntarily relaxed her gape slightly. Instantly, she pulled on her cheeks, until the skin of the crease between began to burn, and winced again.
She wasn't really into anal sex, or really even anal play with the plugs, actually. But Jacob was into it, and she was into him, so that was enough. He had already told her his plans, his fantasy to turn his previously virginal, nerdy girlfriend into an anal slut, to make her into a gaping machine, like something out of his porn collection.
Greta didn't want an asshole fit for porn, but she had to admit, just letting Jacob mold her to fit his perverted kinks was a definite turn-on. More than once she had fingered herself to orgasm just imagining becoming the pornographic creature he wanted her to be, like those girls in his videos who could take nearly anything up their holes. It was why she'd agreed to the daily enema regimen when he suggested it, and having anal sex form the basis of their sex life.
It was also what had convinced her to finally agree to begin stretching her asshole by wearing plugs, first just during a class or two, then during all of her classes, then even in bed at night. Learning to sleep with her butt filled with hard acrylic acorns and silicone beads on a string had been a real pain, and she'd spent the first two weeks sleepwalking through all her classes. But she'd finally gotten the hang of it, at least, until he started replacing the plugs with new, larger diameter examples.
But at long last, she was actually able to gape for him, and hoped he'd finally be satisfied with her progress. Maybe even enough to let her start wearing some of the more normal-sized two-inch plugs again, at least during her gym class.
"Is that the best you can do?" She could hear the disappointment in his voice. "Maybe I should've waited until you were ready for the three-incher..."
"No, wait," she gasped, straining hard, pushing her muscles as hard as she could. Weeks of careful kegel exercises had strengthened both the muscle and her control. A wet slurping sound seemed to rumble through her, as a gust of air suddenly popped into her. "See!?!"
Her new, even larger gape sent her asshole screaming at her to stop, to relax, but she ignored it.
"Hmm... much better, babe," he said, smacking her rump with a hand. His approving tone was all she hoped it would be.
"Okay, you ready to take the next step on your journey from normal, boring schoolgirl to raging anal pornslut, Greta?" She nodded frantically, holding her breath as she struggled to hold herself open for him. What would this next step entail, she wondered. A larger plug? "Alright, this will sting a bit. Don't move, and don't relax until I tell you to, got it?"
He didn't wait for an answer. A second later, she felt something sharp poking into her flesh, the pain not horrible but shocking. "And again," Jacob said, as a fresh pain started. "And once more." Another pain, and then another and another, her boyfriend not bothering to warn her anymore.
The painful pokes seemed to work around her asshole, slowly, until finally he stopped. "Okay, Greta, gape as hard as you can for me, once more. And then you can relax."
Greta pushed, bearing down until she saw stars in her eyes, and another wet slurp erupted from her backside, as her gape widened another quarter inch. Air rushed into her, deeper than every before. She knew she'd let out a horrible fart as soon as she relaxed, but the relief would more than make up for it.
"Okay, now you can relax, babe."
She let out her breath at last, relaxing her straining muscles, and clenched as hard as she could, anticipating the fart and relief both.
Nothing happened.
Greta snapped her head around, staring at Jacob, and clenched her spincter again. And again, nothing happened. Stretching, she walked her fingers around her big cheeks, until she could feel her sore asshole.
She gasped, as three fingers effortlessly slipped inside herself, before she realized what she was doing.
Yet, even as she clenched, her fingers felt nothing, not the slightest slackening of her gape. Her asshole was still being held open, muscles contracted and unable to relax.
"What--" she began, but the question died in her throat, as her eyes fell on the syringe in Jacob's hand.
"Botox," he said, tossing the empty syringe at his trashcan. "Amazing stuff, ain't it?"
"I--I don't--"
"Here, let go of your asscheeks, let's see if it will close," he said, pulling her hands free. Her cheeks snapped back together with a loud slap of flesh-on-flesh.
But between her cheeks, she could still feel her asshole, loose and open. Jacob pushed a finger forward, entering her. "Holy shit, you're gaping wide open, babe!"
He laughed in triumph, as a cold shiver ran down Greta's spine. Her eyes remained bolted on the empty syringe on the floor where it had landed after bouncing off the rim of the trashcan.
"Botox?" she gasped, at last.
"Yeah, I injected the muscles that close the anus. Cool effect, huh?" He laughed again, and suddenly she felt his whole hand slide into her! It had never gone in that easily before. "Wow, you are loose as fuck now, baby! I think even that three-incher won't be enough, I'll have to find you something special, maybe one of those novelty plugs they have at the adultbookstore, the one people aren't really supposed to be able to fit."
"B-b-botox?" she blurted again, dumbfounded.
"Yeah. Don't worry, it only last like six months or so. So you'll probably stop gaping by next semester." He shrugged, pulling his hand free with a wet -glurp!- noise that made her tremble. "Unless your muscles atrophy by then, of course."
Her boyfriend hopped around her on the bed, giddy as the day she agreed to start taking enemas. "Shit baby, I think you're finally ready to start filming! In fact, stay right here, I've got this huge cucumber in the fridge, it'll be perfect for your first camshow!"
Before she could respond, her boyfriend was off, headed for his apartment kitchen. Her fingers touched her gaping hole again, and she gulped at the thought of her future as huge insertion pornstar.
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A weird one, that just sort of came to me. Normally I'd save a long caption like this for my main blog (degradeddamsels.blogspot.com), but most of my readers have tended to not like my anal-oriented stuff in the past, so I thought I'd put it here.
******
"That's it, keep pushing out, just like that," he said, putting the buttplug aside.
Greta winced, as she struggled to hold her gape wide open for her boyfriend. The plug had been bad enough, but holding herself like this was worse.
"Please..." she began, as her already tired sphincter began to throb from the effort. She strained to hold herself still, as he fumbled with something behind her.
"DON'T!" Jacob snapped, as she involuntarily relaxed her gape slightly. Instantly, she pulled on her cheeks, until the skin of the crease between began to burn, and winced again.
She wasn't really into anal sex, or really even anal play with the plugs, actually. But Jacob was into it, and she was into him, so that was enough. He had already told her his plans, his fantasy to turn his previously virginal, nerdy girlfriend into an anal slut, to make her into a gaping machine, like something out of his porn collection.
Greta didn't want an asshole fit for porn, but she had to admit, just letting Jacob mold her to fit his perverted kinks was a definite turn-on. More than once she had fingered herself to orgasm just imagining becoming the pornographic creature he wanted her to be, like those girls in his videos who could take nearly anything up their holes. It was why she'd agreed to the daily enema regimen when he suggested it, and having anal sex form the basis of their sex life.
It was also what had convinced her to finally agree to begin stretching her asshole by wearing plugs, first just during a class or two, then during all of her classes, then even in bed at night. Learning to sleep with her butt filled with hard acrylic acorns and silicone beads on a string had been a real pain, and she'd spent the first two weeks sleepwalking through all her classes. But she'd finally gotten the hang of it, at least, until he started replacing the plugs with new, larger diameter examples.
But at long last, she was actually able to gape for him, and hoped he'd finally be satisfied with her progress. Maybe even enough to let her start wearing some of the more normal-sized two-inch plugs again, at least during her gym class.
"Is that the best you can do?" She could hear the disappointment in his voice. "Maybe I should've waited until you were ready for the three-incher..."
"No, wait," she gasped, straining hard, pushing her muscles as hard as she could. Weeks of careful kegel exercises had strengthened both the muscle and her control. A wet slurping sound seemed to rumble through her, as a gust of air suddenly popped into her. "See!?!"
Her new, even larger gape sent her asshole screaming at her to stop, to relax, but she ignored it.
"Hmm... much better, babe," he said, smacking her rump with a hand. His approving tone was all she hoped it would be.
"Okay, you ready to take the next step on your journey from normal, boring schoolgirl to raging anal pornslut, Greta?" She nodded frantically, holding her breath as she struggled to hold herself open for him. What would this next step entail, she wondered. A larger plug? "Alright, this will sting a bit. Don't move, and don't relax until I tell you to, got it?"
He didn't wait for an answer. A second later, she felt something sharp poking into her flesh, the pain not horrible but shocking. "And again," Jacob said, as a fresh pain started. "And once more." Another pain, and then another and another, her boyfriend not bothering to warn her anymore.
The painful pokes seemed to work around her asshole, slowly, until finally he stopped. "Okay, Greta, gape as hard as you can for me, once more. And then you can relax."
Greta pushed, bearing down until she saw stars in her eyes, and another wet slurp erupted from her backside, as her gape widened another quarter inch. Air rushed into her, deeper than every before. She knew she'd let out a horrible fart as soon as she relaxed, but the relief would more than make up for it.
"Okay, now you can relax, babe."
She let out her breath at last, relaxing her straining muscles, and clenched as hard as she could, anticipating the fart and relief both.
Nothing happened.
Greta snapped her head around, staring at Jacob, and clenched her spincter again. And again, nothing happened. Stretching, she walked her fingers around her big cheeks, until she could feel her sore asshole.
She gasped, as three fingers effortlessly slipped inside herself, before she realized what she was doing.
Yet, even as she clenched, her fingers felt nothing, not the slightest slackening of her gape. Her asshole was still being held open, muscles contracted and unable to relax.
"What--" she began, but the question died in her throat, as her eyes fell on the syringe in Jacob's hand.
"Botox," he said, tossing the empty syringe at his trashcan. "Amazing stuff, ain't it?"
"I--I don't--"
"Here, let go of your asscheeks, let's see if it will close," he said, pulling her hands free. Her cheeks snapped back together with a loud slap of flesh-on-flesh.
But between her cheeks, she could still feel her asshole, loose and open. Jacob pushed a finger forward, entering her. "Holy shit, you're gaping wide open, babe!"
He laughed in triumph, as a cold shiver ran down Greta's spine. Her eyes remained bolted on the empty syringe on the floor where it had landed after bouncing off the rim of the trashcan.
"Botox?" she gasped, at last.
"Yeah, I injected the muscles that close the anus. Cool effect, huh?" He laughed again, and suddenly she felt his whole hand slide into her! It had never gone in that easily before. "Wow, you are loose as fuck now, baby! I think even that three-incher won't be enough, I'll have to find you something special, maybe one of those novelty plugs they have at the adultbookstore, the one people aren't really supposed to be able to fit."
"B-b-botox?" she blurted again, dumbfounded.
"Yeah. Don't worry, it only last like six months or so. So you'll probably stop gaping by next semester." He shrugged, pulling his hand free with a wet -glurp!- noise that made her tremble. "Unless your muscles atrophy by then, of course."
Her boyfriend hopped around her on the bed, giddy as the day she agreed to start taking enemas. "Shit baby, I think you're finally ready to start filming! In fact, stay right here, I've got this huge cucumber in the fridge, it'll be perfect for your first camshow!"
Before she could respond, her boyfriend was off, headed for his apartment kitchen. Her fingers touched her gaping hole again, and she gulped at the thought of her future as huge insertion pornstar.