12 stories of 12 young women with hot bodies and big life plans who get impregnated by their daddies, brothers, family member, complete strangers, and animals, then have their bodies and lives completely ruined.
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This 12-pack includes:
1. My Daddy Got Me Pregnant and Ruined My Body
2. My Brother Got Me Pregnant and Ruined My Body
3. My Dog Got Me Pregnant and Ruined My Body
4. Stray Dogs Raped Me, Got Me Pregnant, and Ruined My Life
5. A Dog Raped Me and Got Me Pregnant and the Government is Making Me Keep It
6. My Daddy Got Me Pregnant and the Government Won’t Let Me Get an Abortion
7. My Daddy Made Me His Sex Slave
8. A Dog Got Me Pregnant and I Went to Prison
9. My Yoga Teacher Got Me Pregnant in Front of the Whole Class
10. My Daddy Sold Me to Strangers, Got Me Pregnant, and Ruined My Body
11. My Redneck Brother Got Me Pregnant
12. Siberian Prison Sex Slave
From My Brother Got Me Pregnant and Ruined My Body:
“You like this?” he asked.
“Uh huh,” was all I could say in response. I was still so embarrassed and felt so confused. I kept thinking I should tell Jeff to stop him, but I didn’t want him to think I was still some kid. He said I was a woman now, and I guess this is what women did. Although I was pretty sure most women didn’t have sex with their brother.
Suddenly Jeff straightened up. I looked down and realized he had taken his cock out of his jeans. It was so huge and it scared me a little. He was stroking it as he looked down at me. I could feel his fingers spreading my pussy lips apart and continuing to finger my clit and my hole. I couldn’t believe he was going to try and stick that whole thing inside me.
“I can’t control myself when I see you like this,” he said. “My sexy little virgin sister. Jesus, Cara, you’re making me so horny.” Jeff stopped what he was doing and looked up into my eyes. “You can’t tell anyone what we’re doing. It’s our secret, right?”
From Stray Dogs Raped Me, Got Me Pregnant, and Ruined My Life:
I bent over to try to wake Avery up, but she was out cold. I got down on my hands and knees on the sand and shook her for a couple minutes, but nothing worked. I decided I would probably have to drive us home so I started searching through her pockets to find her car keys.
That was when I felt something behind me. I was wearing a short skirt and some black lace panties and something was poking me from behind. I was sure it was some drunk asshole thinking he was being funny, but when I turned my head and looked behind me I saw it was one of the dogs that had been running around earlier.
“Hey!” I yelled, throwing an empty cup at the dog. “Get outta here!”
The cup hit the dog, but it didn’t even flinch. In fact, the dog didn’t seem to notice much of anything except for my ass. It had its nose pressed up against my asshole and seemed oblivious to anything else. Suddenly the dog ripped my panties off with its teeth and I screamed.
I tried to get up but the dog got on top of me. His feet were in my back and with his weight bearing down on me I couldn’t move.
“Jesus Christ!” I screamed. “Get the fuck off me!”
But the dog wasn’t listening. The only ones who seem to be listening to me were the people at the party. As soon as I started screaming everyone turned around to watch. But no one was helping me. They all just stood around holding their stupid red cups in their hands while they watched the dog hump my ass.
From A Dog Raped Me and Got Me Pregnant and the Government is Making Me Keep It:
I was trembling as I felt the dog’s wet nose pressing into me, and into my most sensitive and private area. He inspected everything, my pussy lips, my pussy hole, and my asshole. And when he was done sniffing, he started to lick. I felt his warm, soft tongue over every inch of that space. I was terrified, but I couldn’t deny the fact that it felt amazing. But in my mind I was screaming to be let up. I wanted to get away from the scary dog.
The dog used his long muzzle to tell me what he wanted, and that was for me to roll over. I did what he wanted, and before I knew it I was on my hands and knees with my ass in the air. I felt the dog behind me as he continued to sniff and lick my pussy and asshole. I didn’t want to be there, I didn’t want to be naked and on all fours in front of a dog, but for some reason I couldn’t stop my body from responding to him.
The more he licked me, and prodded me with his nose, the more I arched my back and thrust my pussy toward him. It was humiliating knowing that my body wanted this so badly—for a wild dog to fuck me—even when I was telling myself to stop.
From My Daddy Made Me His Sex Slave:
“What?!” I yelled. “Daddy, you can’t do this! I’m not staying down here!”
He didn’t say a word. He just walked across the room and opened a drawer. While he had his back turned I ran up the stairs, but before I got halfway up he grabbed me around the waist and pulled me back down.
“I figured you’d try something like that,” he said as he wrestled me down to a double bed that was pushed up against the center of one wall. I was on my stomach and I was flailing my arms around and kicking my legs, trying to get away, but it was no use. My daddy was so much stronger than me. Before I knew it all of my clothes were off and my arms and legs were tied back behind me. Then he put a ball gag in my mouth and secured it behind my head.
“You’re never getting out of here, Kara. I’ve got a least ten ways to restrain you down here. Handcuffs, leather cuffs, chains, rope, metal hooks. The walls and ceiling are soundproofed, and the door is made of metal. There’s no way out. You can try if you want. In fact, I kind of enjoyed watching you try to escape. Just like in your bedroom and bathroom, I have surveillance cameras everywhere. So whatever you do down here, I’ll be watching. Just like I have been watching you your entire life. But now I don’t have to use an app on your phone to know where you are. Because you’re gonna be right here where I can always see you.”
From My Yoga Teacher Got Me Pregnant in Front of the Whole Class:
Brad told me to stand on one foot and bring the other up so that it was resting on my inner thigh. Then he told me to raise both of my hands up over my head and put them together in prayer pose. It was hard for me to stay in that position. I kept tipping over. But Brad was right behind me, holding onto my waist to keep me steady.
The rest of the class got into the pose, and all of their eyes were on me. I felt a little insecure, like I always did when I was up in front of a group of people, but I was especially insecure because I wanted to impress them. And I was sure that wasn’t going to be happening with my huge breasts and nipples straining out of my tank top like they were.
I felt Brad’s hands move from my waist up to the sides of my breasts. I couldn’t look down so I wasn’t sure, but it felt like he was cupping them over my tank top. I tried to move my arms down, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t move my legs either. It was the strangest sensation. I was frozen in place, but I could feel everything that was happening to my body and everything going on in my mind.
Suddenly Brad pulled my tank top down, completely exposing my breasts to the entire class. I was completely mortified, but I still couldn’t move a muscle to cover myself up. What I really wanted to do was run out of the room, but I couldn’t move.
From Siberian Prison Sex Slave:
I was dragged down multiple hallways, and through at least four cell doors before I was finally given a place to sit down. It was a table, like something from a doctors office, with a vinyl surface and metal stirrups. Only this one had straps that they used to tie down my arms and legs. And it had a place for my head to rest as it hung off the back end.
I was still so out of it that nothing felt real. I had to keep reminding myself that this wasn’t a dream. At least I didn’t think it was. But I was pretty sure it wasn’t, because my mind was slowly becoming sharper, and as each minute passed I put more and more together.
As I lay there, listening to dozens of footsteps shuffle their way toward the table, I wondered how many times I’d been in this exact same place, and in this exact same position. If I was this far along, that meant I had to have been in this place for at least eight months. Maybe more. And if I didn’t remember being on this table, or being fucked by any of these men, that meant I was always drugged … always out cold … when this was done to me.