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Chapter 34. Adventures Of Pinkie: TALESMAN'S SUPERSHOW
🕑 Added 2021-01-28 18:58:42 +0000 UTC
by Kgnot
Several weeks after the spectacular events in the previous part:
A whole fifteen days later of “minimal abusive actions” as prescribed by Animal to “keep the hotshot babe's crazy libido going, the pulverized titties of Pinkie had healed relatively well or at least well enough considering the horrible state they were left in. The pregnant teenager did not mind the 'break' after witnessing how terrible the damage done to her sacrificed saggers on that day was and spent that entire time resting, sunbathing or simply walking about the farm fully nude only in her sexy laced high heels. The bountiful punk shamelessly strolled like a total slut, showing off them big, bare, low hanging inked & bruised boobies, often hooked to her cunt lips. While exposed like this, the slurry teenager insatiably asked the rough heathens for 'compliments' to boost her twisted self-esteem and validation in exchange for a mouthful of sperm. The pregnant hoochie was sure that a strict diet of rich protein nutrition was good for the baby too and even bragged that her offspring will be born a girl because of that.
Apart from these numerous slutty occurrences, nothing extreme happened to the pendulous easter eggs of the hot vixen, at least considering what the poor bosoms were used to and they finally got the chance to heal. Of course Pinkie's milled sacks were so broken, the pair would certainly never be able to retain their original bouncy shape, yet it was a miracle of how fast all the bruises, nail holes, horrendously deep saggy skin folds and what not begun to fade away in just several days after the break period started. Rockers on both sides guessed the girl's unique resilience and ability to recover faster then any other bitch participating in the competition was due to combination of her very young age and good genes.
TALESMAN'S SUPERSHOW
The day of the show approached fast and it already did not look good for the arrogant pregnant punk. First off the Blades ended up building most of the set up for the show, since the Outlaws, confident in the victory of their super buxom mega-masochistic bimbo of a champion, were too busy enjoying their dicks being sucked off. Second, by a sad coincidence Animal fell sick around that time from food poisoning, thus allowing Talesman to silently established himself as the sole organizer of the event. And third as such, he gained much more freedom to do as he please, so the Blade's leader used this power to bribe Zin into putting Pinkie though a few additional “negligibly” hard hurdles to overcome during the tournament so his girl can gain an unfair advantage.
- DEVILS OF ALABAMA AND NEW MEXICO AND EVERY OTHER STATE YOU MAY COME FROM! HERE WE ARE ON THIS LONG AWATED EVENT. THE TWO WILD CATS TO FACE EACH OTHER NOW IN EXTREME BDSM GAMES DO NOT NEED INTRODUCTION – MEET PINKIE AND CUNTZIE! - Zin yelled into his megaphone as the host of the spectacle.
- YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! - Powerful thunder of ovations reverberated across the building, making the walls quiver with tremors.
- IT'S GOING TO BE WILD!!! - Pinkie screamed with her high pitched voice while jumping on stage, dressed in nothing but a harness and her ridiculous stripper high heels. She knew exactly what the perverted crowd love and immediately started to shake her super pendulous easter eggs in a medium paced windmill before hundreds of cheering spectators. The enormous breasts of the bountiful punk had grown so much over the past weeks, they easily went over her head now and more often then not splashed all over her pretty face.
- I CAN'T HEAR YOU!!! - Cuntzie dashed though the curtains a few moments later, shaking her large knockers in crazy vibrant motions. The pair hanged visibly lower on her chest then before and the voluptuous champion of the Blades used all the power in her shoulders to violently whip them around till they started to bounce off her back. Only to be sloshed in reverse a few seconds later all the way into the open elbows of the Brit. Tossed back and forth with total abandon of their well being, the trashed titties zipped in front of the buxom woman who kept dancing in a frenzy.
- MEET THE NEW ME! TITZIE! - the hyped bitch surprisingly announced her new stage nickname. Probably a fitting change, following the recent development for her previously big firm breasts. Despite the numerous losses against the zealous punk, Titzie seemed determined to win this time more then ever. The rockers could sense her surging energy and responded with a just as strong wave of applause, hollers and approving whistles to the Brith's introduction as they did to Pinkie's.
A few minutes of this wild sexy dancing passed on the stage, while the last preparations in the backgrounds competed and Zin called the two opponents to stop and face each other. When both women eyed one another, sparks of detestation could almost be seen flying in the air.
- IAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!! - Pinkie suddenly let out a vibrant shrill, before jumping high off the ground and tossing her enormous udders into her rival's face in the most bizarre way. Since the embattled boobs were equipped with four heavy piercings after the last airborne battle between the two, plus all the added weight form numerous saline injections, rapidly growing milk production and what not, the power of their hits was enhanced to one of a soft mace. As a result the impact left serious mark on the Brit's left eyebrow, that made her step back a whole meter feeling stunned. She regained her composure pretty quick though and immediately went on the offensive.
- AIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! - Cuntzie launched off her torso for the next encounter and met her opponent midair, resulting in four pendulous titties colliding with a loud “SHLOPP” sound. Again and again the two chicks carried on smashing their ridiculous breasts with vigor several feet off the floor under the loud cheering of the crowd. For the aforementioned reasons, these clashes were a lot more painful for Titizie and inflicted numerous nasty blackenings on her chest in comparison to the already littered udders of the Outlaw's top-earner. Regardless the Brit kelp tossing her big soft pendulums, pushed by savagery and revenge. Several minutes into the rumpus Titzie could already feel the scourge of the heavy piercings deep into her knockers, but knowing what the alternative was if she backed off, the frenzied bombshell threw her bruised bazongas harder and further into Pinkie's mace-hangers.
- OOOOOOOOFF! You won't win this time! - The zealous champion of the Blades hissed while continuing to thrust her big teatas into the enormous floppy hooters of her opponent.
- I WILL BASH YOUR FAKIN' TITS INTO HAMBURGERS TILL YOU GIVE IN! - Pinkie threatened her rival.
- Not a chance!
- That's enough ladies! Let us begin! - Zin finally broke out the deadlock, having decided that the leering crowd had enough candy for a starter.
Surrounded by dozens of bikers, the bodacious female competitors were centered in the middle of the stage completely naked safe for their tattoos and thick high-heel stripper laced sandals. A large vice was rolled from behind the curtains next, compound of two metal mega I-beans, accompanied by many other addons fixed to the top of a ramp installed above. The bruised drooping jugs of the champions were then pulled in between the huge jaws of the device till their chests nearly touched the metal edges. After a short dramatic pause, Zin hit a lever on the right, which let the top beam drop freely and mercilessly crush the bountiful pairs to the point where the girders almost met on Pinkie's end!
- AAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHAAAAAAAAAA! - both women screamed their hearts out in unison- Titize especially, already shedding tears. The ruined pendulums of Pinkie however remained swinging 13 inches past the lower beam like a pair of socks. And when their proud owner regained her composure, instead of howling like her bitchy opponent, the hot masochistic punk begun laughing and mocking her milk-ladden sacks as if nothing's happened:
- DAAAAMN, MY BOOBIES HANG SO LOW NOW..... AND SQUIRT MILK ALREADY! HAHA- AHAHA, YOU SEEN ANY BREAST-SACKS MORE RUINED THEN MINE?!! HA- HA- HA-HA!
After giving the bountiful women time to get used to the excruciating sensation in their poor tits, Zin escalated the torture a notch further by hooking more weights to the piercings of the contestants. Ten minutes into it, seventeen heavies dangled freely from both women' nipples and cunt lips with our extremely tattooed heroine leading the count by carrying 13 kilograms of sheer metal stretching each of her cunt flaps and 10 kg off each of her beefy nipples! Needless to say the overloaded rings widened their respective pierced holes so much that Pinkie though they will rip off any second, but she did not give a fuck and just kept on mocking her swinging saggy teatas!
For the next bit of the show Talesman summoned up on stage, dressed in full leather safe for his pubic place left completely bare. The beefy brute casually pushed before the gawking rockers his new breast-torture machine that was as tall as him and looked just as heavy. It was essentially a massive steel box on wheels hiding God knows what inside, that was fit externally with two sets of mechanical arms accompanied by dozens of sizable perforated version of hose clamps, evenly spaced out from one another. Which then were interconnected via loose wires, forming two separate “tunnels”dangling about a foot bellow the box top. The muscular leader of the Blades positioned his stupendous creation right up in front of the hysterical pregnant punk and asked:
- Are you ready to put your destroyed knockers up to the ultimate pain-test to date my slave?
Talesman did not even wait for a response and just used the mechanical arms to unceremoniously squeeze the giant loose bazungas though the ring openings.
- DO YOUR WORST! - the crazy bitch slurped with fire in her eyes, staring straight into the man's pupils.
- Ok, miss Iron Tits, let's see what your enormous chest sacks gonna look like if they survive this! - Talesman shook his head to regain confidence after a moment of hesitation and tapped his invention to iterate what he meant.
The rocker then manually tightened all suited ring around the overstretched udders till the ridiculously huge knockers of the sassy teenager begun resembling giant caterpillars. Pinkie counted 9 of these super-narrow metal circles grip around each of her big tits before she slumped down into a blissful trance. Talesman performed a similar procedure with Titzie, but since her breasts were not as big or stretchy he was able to fit only 6 before he ran out of space. The rocker also reconnected the wires via cable clamps to form separate sets of rings dedicated to their repressive breast circuit.
- KEKE, ISN'T THIS TURNING YOU ON? FUCKING UP MY ONCE BEAUTIFUL BREASTS TO A PAIR OF DEFORMED SAUSAGES??! - The Brith asked rhetorically, raising her left eyebrow to show she was not afraid and ready to meet head on anything her master dishes out.
- NOW WHAT?!! - Pinkie raised her obnoxious girly voice too.
- You will see! - The cruel man responded. He then proceeded by pulling four cables tucked within the machine and plugged them into a hidden outlet underneath. Next Talesman pressed a green button which triggered some continuous rattling from the box. As if connected through magic the screws on the rings started to vibrate too, causing the metal bands to rapidly tighten around the poor udders. So much in fact that the crushed spilling boob flesh turned a dark shade of black from the enormous pressure. The mechanical arms turned to life too and pulled the abused breast caterpillars in opposite directions, while Zin prepared a bunch of thick needles spanning some 20 cm in length.
The brutal sadist then gave the larger portion of them to Talesman who started to eagerly jam the sharp prickles deep into the stinging over-abused appendages of Pinkie. The blackening tittie-bags of Titzie received a respectively similar mistreatment from the skinhead. Both men worked methodically as they mercilessly hammered one needle though a random hole on a circle band till it went all the way through the super compacted flesh and eventually exited via another hole. Sometimes the needle had to to be extracted an reinserted in order to go though the designated opening and this may happen up to 5-6 times!
- SSSAAAAAHHHH YAYAYAYYAYYYAHYAY YAYAYAYYAHAYAY YAYAYAY!! - the tattooed teenager groaned from the barbaric torture as she watched in a pleasant masochistic surprise how her huge mutilated jugs were being turned into hilarious human pincushions.
- AIAIAIAIAIIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIAIIAAIAIAIAIAIIAIAIAIAIAIIII!! - Titzie cried even louder while experiencing how her once praised breasts were being converted into mangled pin laden sausages too.
The following ten minutes were very entertaining for the unruly crowd and very painful for the female participants on stage. Thanks to the tenacity of Talesman virtually all the holes on Pinkie's metal bands were the first to be fully occupied by long needles, which cut though her crammed tit flesh like swiz cheese. However Talesman was not done with her torment. One by one he connected the top of each embedded needle via jack plugs linked to a metal railing isolated on the side of the box, which in turn was linked to another electrical source.
- Time to scream, Miss BADASS TITS! - the muscular rocker muttered and pressed a red button on his tit-torture device.
- OOOOOOOOOOOOOO..AAAOOOOO.OOOOAAOOOOOOOOOOOO.WEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEE - Pinkie begun crying in total unhindered agony as she felt the strong electrical current burn deep into her crammed boob tissue.
Unmoved by the hoarse screams of the abused teenager, Talesman proceeded with his plan. He attached mini clamp to the end of each jammed needle next and linked them all to designated slots in the mechanical arms. Once finished, the amateur inventor pressed another button. The arms suddenly disjointed and started to rotate in a very unique way while twisting the poor bosoms of Pinkie with them. The first ring closest to her chest was moved by about 30 degrees clockwise, while the next one disengaged twice as far in the same direction. This barbaric procedure continued using such pattern by jumping to neighboring rings all the way to the last band which turned almost 360 degrees! Any meager resistance the squeezed flesh of Pinkie's broken jugs might have put was crushed with impunity by the mechanical might of Talesman's tit torture machine. The device mercilessly mangled the brutalized boobs to various stages of awful distortions that spread along their entire extended length, indiscriminately tearing apart everything inside - muscles, tissue, mammary glands – none got spared in this process.
- That's what your fucking useless tits deserve slut! Being treated like the blubber rags that they are! - Titzie hurled the insult at her despised nemesis.
- AUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAA MY FUCKING TITSS!!! - the Brith screamed moments later as Zin begun to put her through similar torture, albeit without electrical current and much less twisting.
Back to Pinkie, after a couple of more inches of rotation the set of metal bands closest to her chest stopped moving, followed by the next in line of order until the very end of the extended boobs. Of course by that time long stretch marks have formed deep in the punk's tits due to the immense pressure. They even made it past the heavy breast press all the way under Pinkie's armpits and finally subsided around her back! Skin folds have gathered from around the teenager's upper body too in a vain attempt to preserve the pulverized breast-sacks from detachment. The undisputed cherry on the cake however was when the beefy pierced nipples of the vixen bulged four whooping inches before they finally let out a steady streams of milk through her gaping ducts.
- AHAHAAAAAAAHAHAAHAAAA! MA' FUCKING TITIES SQUIRT LIKE WRINGED RAGS!!! - the masochist boasted despite the monstrous tit abuse
- O YESSS TALESMAN MAKE MY DAY, BABY! SQEEEZE THE SHIT OUT OF THEM TITTIES! - Pinkie egged her tormentor like the savage mutilation inflicted on her ruined sacks was not a big deal.
In the meantime Cuntzie was not so keen on the current ongoing destruction of her breasts though.
- AAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! - Titzie continued to cry madly, since it was the only thing she could do. The ex-model could hardly hold her tears as her progressively mutilated boobs were being torn from her chest by the “Sqeezomat” as Talemsan called his tit torture invention. Despite all the drugs the Brith had injected in them earlier, the pain was simply too much and she felt like fainting any minute.
- C'MON TALEMSAN, IS THIS D' BEST YOU'VE GOT??!! - Pinkie was somehow still able to prompt her master into twisting her sacks some more. The crazy painslut even started to wiggle her hips and tongue in yet another “dare you” motion.
- I am on it, that is 280 degrees! - the tough rocker pressed the green button again which caused Pinkie to squirting even more milk out of her once ludicrous breasts accompanied by the death grunts of crying Titzie.
- OOOO, YESSSSSSSSSSS! TEAR MY D.A.M.N.E.D T I T S OFF !!!
Pinkie was completely off the hook. With her eyes bloodshot from the cocaine she snored constantly and her mind derailed completely due to the insane pain she experienced, the young punk was a wreck. All that, combined with the last violent twisting procedure unleashed upon the constrained chest of the buxom girl, opened up the door to even darker masochistic imaginations. Every single one involved the poor jugs of the impregnated vixen being completely destroyed in various most cruel ways until eventually Pinkie got over the edge and squirted all over the floor.
In the meantime the show was well on the road and both Blades and Outlaws were roaring in ecstasy. There were tons of drugs and alcohol consumption going on and many rockers openly jerked off or engaged in other sexual activities. The spectators standing in the front rows were the ones who most actively engaged with the spectacle by hurling obscenities, cheering or making suggestive postures. One apparently very intoxicated woman even got up on stage and mockingly started imitating showering under the milk that sprayed from Pinkie's brutalized nipples.
- 270 degrees!! - Talesman announced and pressed the green button yet again. It caused an audible sound of cracking tit flesh to whip through the air from the brutally whirled teats, trapped in the diabolical ritual of breast mutilation. It was accompanied by loud howls from the elated crowd and the half-conscious contestants.
- OOOOOOOO OOYYAAAA AAAAAAAA AAAAAAA AAAOOAAAAAAA AAAA AUUAAAAA!!!! - the pregnant teenager shrieked in tears. Pinkie could now feel that her massive udders were being seriously damaged, yet she could not give less of a fuck. The only reason the punk shrieked was due to the sheer pain emanating deep within her ruined chest and cutting into her brain like a razor. The hot vixen knew the spectacular show was out of control now and she would not stop it by using the safe word even is she sacrificed her ruined jugs there and then. Titize knew better as well and just groaned in acceptance together with her adversary.
The big boobs of the Brith have proven to have a lot more muscle and combined with the leniency she was shown so far, it all set her about 80 degrees of torque behind. This discrepancy was slowly disappearing however after the audible sound of tissue tearing echoed freely around the barn during the upgraded level of tit whirl.
And just when Talesman was about to press the next level at 360 degrees full rotation for Pinkie's mangled udders, a terrible terrible accident happened. Suddenly Titzie yelped and felt into a comma, forcing the muscular rocker to stop. Upon closer examination it could be seen that blood have erupted at the base of her mangled tits, visibly clogging under the twisted breast skin. Talesman immediately pressed an arrow key next to the green one and expertly begun removing the needles. This reversed the twist procedure and eventually allowed the men to lift off the heavy breast press. The Blades carried the limp body of their defeated contestant off stage and rushed the poor female to the nearest hospital which happened to be good 22 miles away.
Under such sad circumstances, Titize was eliminated and Pinkie was victorious with her iron tits once more!
Celebration of Talesman's Supershow
Parading around on stage with her hands way up in the air, Pinkie shook enticingly her reddish milk-dripping breasts which now flopped way bellow her bulging navel. Beaten, bruised and deflated, the poor paps of the teen draped like two rags slapped on her chest. Her lewd dance to celebrate she could take on any punishment the cruel rockers could muster was crude one indeed. Pinkie exposed recklessly all of her inner holes and constantly mocked the tragic state of her ruined tits!
The Outlaws felt so proud that this incredible female tease in front of them have chosen to be part of their gang. Ecstatic and empowered, the lot of heathens cheered wildly while spraying their champion with alcohol, gave her drugs and showered her with money....Unsurprisingly by now this quickly transformed into an orgy with the extended defenseless orifices of Pinkie in the center of it. The pregnant teenager soon found herself being face-fucked while double fisted in the ass with her floppy tits slapped and mauled by so many men she'd lost count.
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Several hours later the show slowly died down as every man in the barn got exhausted after having emptied his life essence into the bimbo's cum hungry body. Everyone except the drugged and hyper sexual fuck machine that Pinkie has turned into! Feeling like she did not get enough abuse after the last limp dick left her ass, the lustful vixen asked no one in particular:
- IS THAT ALL YOU HAVE? HA, AND YOU CALL YOURSELF BAD BOYS!
Pissed off by the resilience of this insatiable slut, Zin grabbed Pinkie's big nipples by their massive rings and dragged her a few feet across the floor.
- Didn't you have enough?! I will show you some more good time then! Get UP!
- UUUUUUUAAHH!!! A BIG STRONG ZIN THAT IS ANGRY! I CAN DIG THAT!
Saggier and emptier, Pinkie's mangled boobs proceeded to another barn, forcing the heavy teen to jog or have her extended nipples ripped off. Not that she cared too much and even leaned back in defiance:
- WHERE ARE WE GOING?
- To change your piercings! - Zin finally revealed while opening the door and showing what was essentially a large smithy. In that new hall Pinkie observed a sizable collection of metalworks like horseshoes and plows, scattered all around when another perverted idea popped in her sinful head.
- OWW YEEAA, WAY TO MAKE MY DAY ZIN! LET'S USE THESE PIECES OF IRIDIUM IF YOU WANT TO SEE SOMETHING WICKED! - She ushered the skinhead pointing at the plain-looking metal ornaments lying on one of the tables. The naked teenager knew what this was because Larry was talking about wedding rings a lot and apparently iridium was the heaviest noble metal of all.
Certain he won't be disappointed, the skinhead immediately took dozens of the blackish accessories despite the potential problems with the farm owner. Pinkie continued her instructions, turning bossy all of a sudden in order to get her future jewelries right:
- HELP ME REMOVE THOSE LIGHT PIECE OF SHIT STEEL RINGS AND REPLACE THEM WITH THE BIGGEST ONES YOU CAN CRAFT!! - the Princess of Pain scooped her ruined floppy boobies and shook them vigorously mere inches from Zin's face to emphasizes which ones she meant.
Pinkie then described how ideally she imagined the new sick rings for her stretched nipples to be super far-out with at least two cm of thickness and five cm and a half of outer diameter.
For her areola piercings the teen wanted even bigger ones up to two and a half cm in width and and seven cm in diameter.
- THIS WILL BOLSTER THE CURRENT SUPER-TUGGING POWER OF MY MEATY TITIES BY ADDING BOTH WEIGHT AND STURDINESS TO THE NEW RINGS. - the excited purple haired punk explained.
The sexy masochist then decided to replace her cunt jewels too. She insisted on exchanging every single one of the 11 big steel rings dangling there with massive heavy, four cm wide iridium ones.
- Alright baby moma, but just so you know this will undeniably put the survivability of your pussy flaps in serious jeopardy! - Zin mentioned while firing up the furnace.
- AAAH YOU KNOW ME! I LIKE THE CHALLENGE! - was the short answer of the teen and this was enough for the biker to put his forgery skills to work.
The lustful teen was incredibly aroused by the certain prospect to wreck her pierced holes to new limits and openly started to search for new excitements while Zin worked on the new rings. After walking across the smithy leaving a trail of juices, she entered into the next hangar which turned out to be full of animals. Horses and ponies to be prices. Male ones. Unable to contained her quenchless sex drive, Pinkie's perverted mind immediately converged onto fulfilling yet another twisted desire she had ever since watching the super-depraved videos on Zin's computer.
So the psyched teen entered the cage of the largest horse, bend over underneath it, spread out her asshole and waited for something to happen in excitement. Yet nothing did. The nymphomaniac though that the horse will automatically fuck her like in the movie or any male she interacted with recently, but instead the confused colt tried to move to another spot.
- O NO, YOU DON'T! - the leaking pervert raised her voice before she turned around and grabbed the horse by its sensitive genitals. The stallion still did not fully understand what was going on, but having his ding-dong touched seemed to have awaken his reproductive instinct and he got hard real quick. And what a massive ding-dong the big beast turned out to hide. Within seconds the black vascular snake of the horse grew enormous to nearly 6 inches wide and 4 feet long! But Pinkie was not the one to back off from a challenge.
Instead the bitch in heat eagerly aligned her gaping behind with its sizable tip and pressed backwards while keeping a firm grip on the stallion's erection with both hands so the horse wont run away. Being fisted day in and day out for months has really stretched out the rear of Pinkie to extreme degrees and after a whole hour or so of the recent debaucheries she really did not need much preparation down there. So amidst a short vigorous wiggle, the head of the enormous phallus entered past the strained sphincter of the preggo and started to dive into her extending colon. Pinkie soon begun to feel nice again and moan in pleasure as she pushed back, impatient to impale deeper onto the gigantic horse dick.
In the meantime the horse finally got the idea what he was supposed to do and got into the rhythm of fucking as it though a mare was underneath him. Completely submitting to it's instinct, the animal soon begun to savagely pump in and out with no concern for the being below. The masochistic bitch welcomed this change and fully embraced him by holding onto his front legs for support. She also fully submitted to her destructive lust, totally forgetting her unborn baby and slowly descended into an orgasmic haze.
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After an unidentified amount of time, Pinkie found herself laying on a bed of hay with Zin and a bunch of the other rockers over her head. Apparently they have dragged her out of the horse cage and restored the bestiality fetishist to consciousness after pouring a bucked of cold water over her.
- O GOSH! THIS WAS SO INCREDIBLE! I FUCKED A HUGE HORSE GUYS! - the perverted punk exclaimed as she sat up. Her hands started to roam towards her ass and scoop some of still the leaking globs of horse cum and nosily gulp them from her fingers.
- Yeah we noticed as much. Come, the rings are ready! - Zin scowled, without digging further into the whole bestiality thing that took place. The skinhead was not sure how the Outlaws will feel about it if he expressed his approval and a gang war was the last thing on his mind right now.
So Pinkie was dragged again by her tits back to the smithy hall, while leaving a trail of dripping cum to freely fall from her prolapsed twitching guts,. The tattooed woman was then positioned on a small chair and the procedure of changing her most pompous metal jewelries begun.
First all of her big steel rings were removed, leaving big holes in Pinkie's long nipples, areolas and cunt flaps to yawn a few minutes for everybody to ogle at and take pictures of. And then in went one massive heavy iridium ring after another straight through the masochist's piercings, stretching them wider then ever before.
- SSSAAAAH, YESSSS!! I CAN REALLY FEEL THE PRESSURE BOYS, KEEP THEM COMING! - Pinkie cheered loudly halfway through this process. She felt the tugging in her chest and pussy increase substantially already. First in her floppy titties, then in her elongated cunt lips. And when every iridium ring was finally in place, the punk's strained nipples ended up visibly sagging at least 2 cm lower and her lengthy vulva flaps at least 5 cm lower then before. The pregnant teen endured this whole procedure like a soldier though – constantly smiling and joking with the gang as if none of it was a big deal. Which for her probably wasn't.
Now that the sexy masochist was fully equipped with her new heavy attire, the perverted bitch eagerly went on and observed herself in a large metal framed mirror plate leaned against the wall. She was pleased! Her distorted breasts were looping around her large belly with all her new massive tittie rings covering a great deal of it. So heavy, they almost fixated the flaccid embattled bruised tit bags of the young gal to stay in one place. And down to her cunt she could not help but notice they did not wobble as much either, strained superbly by the cruel heavy weight. Her extended labias now reached halfway to Pinkie's knees and no doubt would be starkly visible, should she ever chose to wear a short miniskirt.
- SEXY AS FUCK AM I NOT??! - - the twisted bodacious punk slapped the underside of her floppy boobs as a common form of congratulation for reaching a new degrading achievement! Happy with the result, Pinkie decided to give a nice “Thank you” dance to the gang before going to sleep since she started to feel dizzy and tired probably due to the baby asking her to take a break.
So the bloated punk positioned herself in the center of the crowd of men who still had the strength to stay awake and started to jump around. Slowly at first, then picking up pace and gradually shaking her heavy assets more and more. Both cunts and tits begun to ached too since there was so much pressure now dangling about and already opening the piercings a little bit. Pinkie desperately wanted to do a Windmill with her super-floppy knockers, but with the considerable amount of added weight prevented her from doing so. Eventually the pregnant woman lost her balance and fell down. Only the quick reaction from a nearby gang member prevented her to a total fall onto her belly!
- AHHAHHA I CAN BARELY SHAKE MY TITTIES UNDER THIS WEIGHT! - the vixen mocked her condition and angrily pulled her droopy illustrated bosoms in attempt to do some movement.
Though this temporary setback, the determined ex-dancer went back up on her feet and resumed trying. Jump after jump the stubborn super-masochist mutilated her hamburger tits by trashing her body and making them scrape her huge belly this and that way, yet her flappy sacks refused to take off. Pinkie continued to dance for nearly half an hour like this, until eventually the effect of the drugs subsided so much that her muscles just gave up. This information seemed to finally have forced its way into the ignorant brain of the slut teen and made her feel dead tired. Seconds later Pinkie slumped down on the hay as if in slow motion seeing a haze of purple and immediately fell asleep.
To be continued.....
