She's the sister of a girlfriend I had when I was like 16 and that was about 70 years ago but she looks young so she still kind of looks like you. She's a bitch but you know, I'm not saying you're a bitch because just beacuse she kinda looks like you doesn't mean that has anything to do with your personality.

Just wanted you to know that.

Oh and you seem to smile and this chick never smiles because she's a fucking cunt. People are usually better if they smile but not in that used car salesman kind of way.

Know what I mean?

Awww

I voted for Hermione. That cunt seriously needs expelled. OR WORSE, ASSRAPED

Originally posted by cap'n jazz
I voted for Hermione. That cunt seriously needs expelled. OR WORSE, ASSRAPED

I don't even know what it means as I have never read one of those books nor seen any of the movies.

No, I would NOT like the movies or books. Trust me on this.

Yes you would. That haggard fuck that wrote is an old bitter cunt much like yourself.

PS. I don't have a fucking X-Box. I'm not "with it".

NOBODY WANTS TO FUCK A LADY COP????

THAT RIGHT THERE IS WHAT'S WRONG WITH THIS PLACE.

Okay. Thanks, Mr. Thing. And I voted for the lady cop thing.

I GOT RAPED BY A LADY COP By Chris Spendlove

This one time, I was out at the German disco and I had to go outside because I was hot and sweaty from all of the dancing. I was enjoying the fresh air and I decided that urinating on the side of the disco building would top off the night. I slowly took out my large appendage and sprayed pee on the wall and the ground. It was as if I hadn't gone in days. It really felt good. Then I heard a car pull up and a spotlight was shined on me. I turned around and saw that it was a cop car. A lady cop got out of the car and pulled out her night stick.

"Hold it right there!" she yelled.

I tried to zip up.

"I said don't move!"

She started walking over to me, inspecting my very large and oversized penis with her eyes. I felt so violated.

"Officer," I said with my pecker hanging out and my hands up, "is there a problem here?"

"Face the wall and spread them!"

I turned to the wall and rested my hands. She kicked my feet out wider and patted me down. My eleven inch flaccid member swung in the outside breeze between my legs.

"Get this back where it belongs," she snarled. She grabbed my by the hair with one hand and with the other she gripped my package tightly and sloppily shoved it back into my pants. She then took my arms and cuffed me.

"What did I do?" I whined.

She led me over to her cruiser and forcefully threw me in the back seat. She stuck her head in and held the baton up against my neck.

"Anything can and will be used against you to the fullest extent of the law... you have the right to remain silent..." she whispered while she took the baton and gave it a lick. "...but I know you won't be."

She got in the drivers seat and fired up her cruiser. She looked in the rearview mirror at me. Thoughts began to run through my head. What was she doing? Why did she just put me in the car and not tell me what I did? If only there were a camera crew filming COPS, then she wouldn't be able to get away with this.

She drove faster and faster on the highway and I saw the city lights fade behind me. Before I knew it, we were out in the wilderness. It was pitch black. She had turned off her radio and the silence was killing me. I wanted to cry but I feared that if I showed that I was weak, she would only take advantage of it and hurt me more... but was that her plan? Did she have that much of a grudge against me urinating on a building that she would take me out into the woods and torture me to death? I sensed something more sinister was going to happen.

We went on a dirt road for what seemed like for hours until finally I could see a rusted tin shed lit up by the headlights. It began to rain as she took me out of the squad car and dragged me over to the shed. Once inside, I could hear the rain beating down loudly. She took the cuffs off of me. She turned on the one light in the place; a naked bulb hanging from the center of the ceiling would swing back and forth.

"Strip!" she commanded. My hands were shaking so badly I could barely take off my clothing. I feel so abused when I put my $70 disco shirt in the dirt. I knew that I would never be able to get the mud stains out of it, not even with the best Tide detergent bought at a premium price.

I stood there nude, quivering and wet. There was metal bar on the side of the wall that went from about waist height down to about 4 inches from the ground. She cuffed me to it and when I started crying, she told me:

"That's it you little bitch. Cry like a fucking baby. I'm going to treat you like a little baby. I wish your parents were here because I'd school them too. I'd make them watch while I fucked you with a meat hook. So keep on crying you little crybaby bitch. You're going to get it."

The first thing she did to me was use the nightstick on me. I stood bent over with the dirt and rocks digging into my knees as she painfully and forcefully put the cold wooden baton in and out of my ass. I gripped the bar on the wall and held back my screams of pain. I knew that my agonized cries would only encourage her. After 20 minutes, she stopped. I finally felt some relief even though I was terribly sore. I turned around and saw briefly that she had removed her clothing and was wearing a leather Wonder Woman type outfit.

"DON'T YOU FUCKING LOOK AT ME!" she screamed as she slapped my face and forcefully pointed my head back to the metal wall.

Through all the terror and the pain and the crying I had for some reason become very erect as well. She took advantage of my large and stiff awkwardness by taking my manhood in her mouth. I didn't dare look at her while she did this. I felt as though the devil had kidnapped me and was using my body for a playground of evil. Just before I would come, she would take out her pistol and crack me in the right temple. It would be so horrible. I never though I would be getting oral pleasure from a woman and at the same time be sobbing my eyes out. I could tell that she got enormous pleasure from it. She then went from hitting me with the butt of the gun to holding it against my head cocked. She told me as she briefly took out my ghastly huge penis out of her mouth that "if I taste cum, even a drop, your brains will be all over that wall". It tortured me to keep myself from climaxing, almost as much as she had tortured me physically. The violent blow job lasted for maybe two hours until finally I couldn't hold back any longer. She must have known it was coming because she jerked my big swelling cock out of her mouth and I blasted about a gallon of cum all over her face. The look on her wet dripping face told me one thing: I was going to die.

"I am the angel of death" she whispered into my ear.

She then stood up. I didn't know what to expect. Maybe she would shoot me right then. I shrunk in horror. She walked out of the shack. I thought that maybe it was all over and that perhaps she was going to leave me but no, she quickly came back in holding a large Rambo knife. She held it to my face. I was crying again. She took the blade of the knife and led it from my face down to my big floppy dong.

"You better get ready..." she firmly grabbed my manhood and with one quick move she swung her arm holding the knife and chopped my big dick off. Blood sprayed everywhere, covering her and myself. I screamed out in horror. She then took my big dick and shoved it in my mouth and tried to make me choke on it.

Hazily and bleeding to death I saw her put her cop uniform back on. She blew me a kiss and said to me "catch you later, tiger!" and then slammed the door. I heard the rain beating down. I saw an incredibly bright light explode from the ceiling and a winged Michael Jackson flew down from the light.

"Chris," the golden voice from the Michael Jackson angel bellowed, "it's your time. Let's go! It's time to see Jesus!"

All of a sudden I was transformed and I saw my bloody, dead corpse lying on the ground naked, handcuffed to a rail with my dick in my mouth.

"Yes," I said to myself. "I have many questions to ask Jesus. Let's go."

I followed the Michael Jackson angel up into the light and followed him to heaven.

THE END

Originally posted by sickbadthing
I GOT RAPED BY A LADY COP By Chris Spendlove


:rofl:

I love a happy ending

Originally posted by DeviousJ
I love a happy ending

me too. i cried. :cry:

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I'm confused. Was she the angel of death after all?

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HUMAN MILK FARM - By Nairb Noslrac

Jenny woke up slowly, her head spinning. “What happened” she thought to herself as she slowly began to focus in on her surroundings. She had been out with friends had a few drinks and woke up here. But where was here? She slowly sat up and realized that she was completely naked. She brushed her long black hair and began to check herself. She scanned her shapely form and her large breasts. Everything intact, she thought, but as she began to wake up fear began to build.

She appeared to be in cage. Jenny looked out through the bars into a dimly lit room. She saw another cage next to hers. Looking in she saw another female form lying upon the floor. “Cathy?” she asked. She looked at the cage as her eyes adjusted. She recognized her friend. “Cathy, wake up,” she quietly shouted. “Catheeee!” Wake up!” she said, her voice beginning to quiver with fear.

Cathy stirred and began to moan. She was lying on her stomach. Cathy had a fuller figure but all the curves were in the right places. She had short brown hair and large breasts. “Oh gawd!” she said as she began to wake up. “Jenny? Is that you?” She asked groggily.

Jenny was quick to respond, “Yes it’s me, Cathy you got to wake up!”

Cathy crawled up and was in a sitting position. She began to survey her surroundings. “Where the fuck are we?” she said.

“I don’t know Cathy, I know we are big trouble though.”

Suddenly bright lights came on. With tears building in Jenny’s eyes she backed off into a corner as three men dressed in white lab coats entered. Cathy just sat there still waking up. One looked in and said “They are both awake.”

“Good, prepare them” said another.

Now Jenny was scared. Who were these people and what were going to do to them? The door opened. “No please don’t!” She begged through sobs and tears. Cathy now fully awake stared in terror. But the two men grabbed Jenny and brought her to a table. She looked around and saw a lot of strange equipment. She was bent over the table her hands shacked over her head, her large breasts pressed against the cold metal of the table.

“You fucking bastards leave her alone,” shouted Cathy at the men. They just ignored her and went about their work.

Jenny began to cry as she realized how vulnerable she was in the position. She begged, “please please don’t hurt me.” The men ignored her plea as they positioned equipment about the room. Jenny continued to beg. “Please what do you want.. please don’t…” To her horror she felt a tube enter her vagina. She felt liquid pumped into her womb and also the sharp stings of several other injections. She began to openly cry and continued to plead with her captors. Cathy was screaming obscenities to the men as they worked Suddenly the tube was pulled out and she was released from her shackles and forced into another room, and tossed on the floor.

She began to get up and look around the room. Still crying, she noticed that the room was completely bare, just a square room with circular objects in the walls. “Who are you!” she demanded, “what are you going to do to me?” She began to scream and yell demanding to be released.

Back in the main room, the men focused their attention on Cathy. Two entered her cage and dragged her out. She became violent, and attempted to kick and take swings at the men. But it was to no avail, as she also was attached to the table to be “prepared.” She felt a tube enter her vagina.

One of the men spoke, “Because you are such a bitch you are getting special treatment” Cathy now was frozen in terror, what was this special treatment that he mentioned. She cried as she also felt the sharp stings of needles and injections. She felt pressure build in her womb as the fluid was pumped in. She was then released and also thrown into the same room as Jenny.

“Cathy!” shouted Jenny, as she rushed to her. Cathy was sobbing and cursing at the same time. They held each other wondering what would happen next.

Then, Jenny heard a noise. She looked around and wham! A bright light flashed and the room was filled with a glow. “What the?” said a stunned Jenny. Cathy was knocked backward and fell. She got back up and froze. Jenny felt a tingling all through her body and suddenly could not move. Fear turned to terror as her breasts began to swell. “Oh god”, she shouted “What is happening to me”. She could see Cathy in the corner of her eye and saw that she also was standing but frozen in place.

Jenny felt pressure in her breasts as they grew to about the size of a large D cup. Then something else got her attention. She felt pressure below her breasts. “What the hell?” She thought as she felt churning with in her own body. Suddenly she felt something below her breasts…another set of breasts pushing outward. Jenny was too scared to say anything. This change was continued as the second set of breasts grew to the size of the first. Her nipples grew lager but were still human like.

Cathy was watching these changes to her friend in horror. Suddenly Cathy’s pelvis suddenly forced her torso forward, bending her over. “Ugg,” she said as a force wrapped her body and began to twist muscles and bones. “Noooo!!!” She screamed as she fell to the floor, still unable to move. Her torso began to grow and thicken. “What the fuck are you doing to me you bastards?” She screamed out but talking was becoming difficult as the change progressed. She was laying on her side bent over, her torso now double in length and her insides churning.

“Oh my god,” thought Cathy as she discovered two growths coming out of her below her belly button. As they grew, they were becoming legs. “What are they doing?” She thought in terror. Her new form stretched out as her new legs now fully grown took shape. The light went off.

Jenny turned and saw the transformation that had occurred to her friend. “Oh my god, Cathy, what did they do to you!” Jenny went to go to her but found it difficult to walk with the extra weight of her new breasts.

“Oh, I, what…” stuttered Cathy as she slowly got up. She looked at Jenny with her huge four breasts. “Jenny, look what they did to you!” Shouted Cathy. Then something else, Cathy felt a growth by her crotch located by her rear legs. Her crotch now pointed straight outward. She tried to look to see what was happening and caught sight of a huge breast type appendage that appeared to be growing by her rear legs. “Oh Cathy!” Cried Jenny, as she tried to comfort her.

At the same time Cathy noticed a tail also had been growing, with a tuft of her brown hair on the end. Her breast like feature developed into a bag with large human-like teats hanging from it. “I’m a cowfreak I can feel it swaying,” she cried to Jenny. She now had human body a little thicker between her two sets of legs and a human udder. She wondered who would be sick enough to do such a thing to her and why. Cathy did not even try to walk yet and stood uneasily in shock from the transformation that had just taken place. Pain then shot from her temples as two small cow horns broke through her skin and grew outward several inches. “WHY!!” Screamed Cathy.

Jenny suddenly felt pain in her head as two cow horns also grew from her temples. She also had grown a cow’s tail with a tuft of hair on it, growing from just above her rear end.

Suddenly a voice came over to speaker. “Welcome to our farm.” The voice said. “You two are now our “cows, our property.” Both stood there in total shock with tears streaming from their eyes. The voice continued “You will produce milk for us and serve us well. There is no escape and your change is not reversible, furthermore you human sex organs remain intact but you cannot become pregnant. You may be used for sexual pleasure of some of our higher paying customers.”

Jenny cried out ”Why? Why did you do this to me?” Cathy was in shock, tears rolling from her eyes.

The voice continued “Prepare for duty!”

Jenny looked at Cathy and then saw something else. “Cathy look at yourself!” Screamed Jenny. Cathy scanned herself best she could. Darker patches of skin had formed on her lower body, still human texture but resembled the pattern of a cow. Jenny saw Cathy’s udder was hanging just above her crotch. Cathy’s feet then got her attention. “Cathy your feet!” She exclaimed.

Cathy cried, “What?” She looked down and saw her feet were no longer human, but looked as if they belonged on a cow. Her hoofs were made of a fingernail like texture and coloration, but looked like the hoofs of a cow. Cathy began to cry uncontrollably, this was too much for her. Jenny’s feet remained unchanged.

A large door opened up and two men, one with a cattle prod urged both of them out into a field. It was warm, sunny, with palm trees, and then she saw other “victims.” She saw other women that resembled her with four large breasts, others that resembled Cathy.

Both were ushered into a barn and hooked into a milk machine. Cathy had tubes were placed on her human udder and two smaller ones to her now enlarged breasts. She began to resist but was zapped by the cattle prod. Through her tears she realized that this was her new life, to be a human cow. None of the men would ever talk to her. Jenny was bent over, her huge breasts hanging down. Small tubes were hooked to her nipples and she also was milked like a cow.

Jenny and Cathy did talk to the other “victims” on the farm. All were forced here from all over the world. But none of them knew were they were and why. Jenny was milked three times a day and was forced to have sex with the occasional “customer.” Cathy, because of her form, was milked more frequently and sometimes given to several “customers” at a time for parties on the farm.

Both were turned into milk machines for the remainder of their lives.

Billy Corgan buys piece of the west coast:

Originally posted by Fattening Ass
Billy Corgan buys piece of the west coast:

Sorry, no good.

Originally posted by sickbadthing
No, I would NOT like the movies or books. Trust me on this.

Originally posted by Elvis The Fat Years
me too. i cried. :cry: I laughed, I cried. But mainly I did none of the former and all of the latter. I don't think those were tears of happiness or anything... more like tears of terror from being so morbidly entranced until the bitter end. So.

*Puts Chris's story in my LJ*.

Originally posted by noyen
HUMAN MILK FARM - By Nairb Noslrac Now that was deep and disturbing. Or rather, deeply disturbing. :O