Very Dark

Chapter 1

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Ryan&a pos;s voice cut through the room like a whip, sharp and commanding. "Masturbate for us, piggy. Let's see how much you really enjoy this." His camera was already rolling, the red light blinking like a warning. Jenna's heart raced, her cheeks flushing as the men's eyes locked onto her. She could feel their gazes like a physical weight, heavy and suffocating, yet it only fueled the heat building between her thighs.

She shifted on the couch, her massive body jiggling with the movement. Her belly spilled over her thighs, and her breasts hung heavily, blocking her view of her own lap. She reached down, her fingers fumbling, but her hands were too small, her arms too short to navigate the folds of her body. She grunted, frustration mingling with arousal as she struggled.

"Oh, piggy can't do it herself?" one of the men sneered, his voice dripping with mockery. "Pathetic." The room erupted in laughter, cruel and sharp, but Jenna's breath hitched, her body responding to the humiliation like a drug.

"Guess we'll have to help her," another voice chimed in, and the men moved closer, their hands already reaching for her. Jenna's pulse quickened, her body trembling with anticipation. She knew what was coming, and the thought alone made her wet.

The first man grabbed her by the wrist, yanking her hand away from her body. "You're too fat to even touch yourself," he spat, his words cutting deep but only heightening her arousal. He pushed her back against the couch, and Jenna's body jiggled violently, the sound of her flesh slapping against itself filling the room. She moaned, her head falling back as another man's hands found her breasts, squeezing roughly.

"Look at her," Ryan's voice came from behind the camera, cold and calculated. "She's nothing but a pig. A fucking disgrace." Jenna's eyes fluttered shut as his words washed over her, the shame and pleasure intertwining until she couldn't tell where one ended and the other began.

Another man's hands were on her thighs, spreading them apart despite the resistance of her massive belly. "She's soaked," he laughed, his fingers slipping between her folds. Jenna cried out, her back arching as he roughly explored her, his touch far from gentle. "Disgusting," he muttered, but the way he stroked her told a different story.

"Take turns with her," Ryan commanded, his voice firm. "She's here for your pleasure, not hers." The men didn't need to be told twice. The first one shoved into her without warning, his length stretching her in a way that made her gasp. Her body jiggled with every thrust, the obscene sounds of flesh hitting flesh filling the room.

"Look at her," one of the men taunted, his hands grabbing at her belly, making it wobble violently. "She's not even a person anymore. Just a fat, jiggly mess." Jenna moaned, her hands clinging to the couch as he pounded into her, his pace brutal and unrelenting.

When he finished, another took his place, his hands immediately finding her breasts, roughly squeezing and pinching as he entered her. "She's just a hole," he grunted, his thrusts just as merciless as the last. "A warm, wet hole for us to use." Jenna's body shook with every movement, her moans growing louder as the men's insults and taunts filled her ears.

"You like this, piggy?" Ryan's voice cut through the haze of pleasure and humiliation. "You like being nothing but a fuck toy for these men?" Jenna nodded frantically, her eyes glassy, her breath coming in short, desperate gasps.

"Say it," Ryan demanded, the camera zooming in on her face. "Say you're nothing but a fat, disgusting pig."

"I'm... I'm nothing but a fat, disgusting pig," Jenna whimpered, her voice trembling with the weight of the words. The men cheered, their laughter cruel and mocking, but Jenna's body only grew hotter, her pleasure building with every degrading syllable.

The next man took his turn, his hands finding new places to grab, new folds of her body to explore. He pushed her legs back, her belly rising to obscure her face as he thrust into her. "Look at her," he laughed, his hands slapping at her thighs, making them jiggle obscenely. "She's not even human anymore."

Jenna's mind was a whirlwind of shame and ecstasy, her body responding to every cruel word and rough touch. She was nothing more than a vessel, a thing to be used and abused, and the realization sent a shiver of pleasure down her spine.

When the third man finished, the fourth wasted no time, his hands immediately finding her breasts again, squeezing them roughly as he entered her. "She's just a fat, jiggly fuck toy," he grunted, his thrusts brutal and unrelenting. "She's disgusting, but God, she feels good."

Jenna's body was a wreck, jiggling and shaking with every movement, her moans growing louder and more desperate with every thrust. The men's taunts and insults only fueled her arousal, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

"You're nothing, piggy," Ryan's voice came again, cold and unforgiving. "You're a fat, worthless slut, and you'll never be anything more than that."

"I'm... I'm nothing," Jenna sobbed, her body trembling as the pleasure reached its peak. "I'm just a fat, worthless slut."

"Good girl," Ryan purred, his voice sending a final wave of pleasure crashing over her. "Now, let's see how much more you can take."