Upgrade: Virtually Out of Control

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IC: Oh man this is so great, I didn't think Escape in Paradise would have a spot for kick boxing! I always wanted to try this but lets face it I'd get my ass kicked in reality.

I looked across the ring at my opponent, he seem to have a swimmers build, but that meant nothing after all his build was essentially the same as the one I gave myself when I made my character last night.

I quickly stretched only a bit surprised to feel my joints popping. "Man did they cover everything in this game." The bell rang and I ran straight for my opponent for this first round. As I closed I sprung off my back foot and lunged the other one toward his head. He placed his left arm on the leg, leaped into the air spinning on that arm, hit me with his right fist and knocked me down with a powerful kick to my face. I grabbed my nose which hurt like hell, and was counted down.

I went back to the locker room to change, I was the first one eliminated. Apparently I'm not to skilled at kick boxing even in virtual reality. I sat down on the bench thinking about my loss. "You know, I don't think physical pain lasts as long in here. Or maybe the sting just leaves faster. Oh well perhaps it's time to change into normal clothing."

As I opened my locker a short electric shock past threw me. "Cool, they even have static electricity build up in here." 'Oh, thats not the case.' I looked around to see who was talking to me, but I saw no one. Oh well, I grabbed my tank top and put it on. 'You know I'm not in the game,' a mechanical voice seemed like it was coming from right behind me. 'You see, I have some bad news. Right now your character saves have been hacked into.' I immediately brought up the command text before me *exit* nothing happened, I couldn't leave. 'Sorry but your to slow, I've deleted that command, and a few others.' I remained still unsure of what to do.

'Any how since your now stuck in the game, and I am looking at your save files, I figure you and I can try a little experiment.' I just looked around vaguely. I stood and waited but nothing seemed to happen. Maybe he was bluffing. I tucked in my tank top and went to the locker room door only to find it was locked. "What the hell?" 'Sorry, went to grab a soda.' "Okay, your starting to bug me." 'Yeah, I expected that to happen. Okay lets begin.' "I'd rather not." Another electrical tingle passed threw me, but where the last one was a small shock this one was much larger starting in my torso and working ti's way out, threw my arms, legs and head.

The tank top began to feel tighter around my chest. I looked down, surprised to see my chest was growing. My shoulder began to shrink and become narrower and one strap of the tank top fell down. The pants I'd been wearing seemed to tighten and hug my butt, even giving me a slight wedgie. My hair began to grow, and I began to shrink. I glanced over to a mirror on the wall and clearly saw what was happening, I was becoming a girl.
 
Jenna Brown loaded the VR game per the directions. She was a great district attorney and was looking for forward to the VR aspect of this new "Escape to Paradise" game. It was supposed to be some sort of "Judge Judy" type game, where the VR player got to hear the case and make a ruling.

Right away, she knew it was no "Judge Judy" type VR courtroom. But it still seemed kind of cool so she played the game for the better part of an hour and greatly enjoyed it.

Jenna was 38, and single by choice. She was short at 5'2", and weight all of 93 lbs. She was a double A, with a tiny waist and body to match. As a child she was teased about being so small and thin. Some of the guys in high school used to tease her about "breaking her in half" with their dicks. Jenna did everything she could to be a tomboy and to hide her feminine side. She wore fine suits and was rumored to be a lesbian. If it wasn't for her knee length long black hair, most of the other lawyers would have thought she was a young boy!

To her surprise, as she decided to exit the game, there was a flash of electricity and the game suddenly everything went all wonky.....

"What the hell!" Jenna exclaimed.

To her surprise her body began changing....

"What?" Jenna questioned and a mechanical voice sounding off....
 
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Justin Owens

IC: "What the hell... have you...done?" I was pausing between words, my voice was completely different now. It was clearly female, only with a slight higher then normal quality.

The strange voice replied. 'Well, I mostly just changed you gender, but I figured why not have some fun with it while I was at it.' I looked spitefully at the mirror unable to glare at the hacker. My eyes were now green, my hair was a lighter brown and hung, past my shoulder blades. I was shorter by several inches. My body was now free of muscle just having a smooth softness to it. My lips were slightly pink in color, and my behind was fairly large and round. If I were to venture a guess, I'd say I was a B cup.

"Okay change me back. Before I decide I'll kill you." 'You can't fight in a game, so really I'm not to scared. Any how relax, this isn't permanent, so you might as well have fun. Besides I can always punish you if you get to unruly. If you start to be trouble, I'll turn you into a pigeon or something. How ever, if you have a good time, then I'll make you back into a guy. In fact, I'll even reward you with a large amount of the cash this game uses.'

"Go fu.." 'Keep in mind you have no choice!' I sat or a second and realized he may very well be right, I don't seem to have many options. "Fine" 'Okay now lets play dress up.'

A slight charge hit me again and the clothing I had on changed once more. My pants became tight fitting low cut jeans. I felt my underwear pull up on me. My shirt slid up my torso and hugged under my breasts. Glancing at the mirror I could see my belly largely exposed, my breasts were pulled up and toward the certain by a short of ladies tank top, that showed ample cleavage.I spun around and could see I had on a pink lace thong whos top was visible do to the low cut jeans. Now facing the mirror again, the top which was pure white now said, "I'm free tonight, if you don't have the cash."

"Okay thats...." I paused for a moment "interesting.." What bugged me was that if I wasn't the girl in the mirror I probably would flirt with her. 'Okay a few last touches.' I looked at my fee which now had on white sandals with a blue strap. My toe nails where pink. I glanced at my finger nails which were still neatly trimmed, and they to were pink. I then felt a cold on my belly. I looked down to see he had pierced my belly button.

"Is that all?" 'yes and the door is unlocked.' I was thankful to get out in public again, that would make me safe, because it was doubtfully he'd change me in front of a group of people. Still this wasn't something I'd do if I didn't have to.

I opened the door and stepped threw. 'About time you got out of there.' I looked at a girl at a desk and saw I was in a sort of waiting room. "Well Miss Smith your case is next, hopefully the other party will get here soon." What? Case, I must be in a court room, but how did I get here?
 
Steven

Steven was covered in sweat. He had just been pumping iron in this game for the last hour. Man, the programmer had done a great job with the relationships. It felt like he had just done a work out in the base gym. He dropped his towel and walked towards the martial arts area. He stepped into a small room for changing clothes and brought up the clothes window. The door suddenly shut and the window disappeared.

"What the?" Steven walked over to the door and tried the handle. It didn't move. "Program update," calling for an update of what the program is doing. Nothing happens.

Suddenly, Steven hears soft giggling. "Who's there?" No response. "WHO IS THERE?" He yells, looking arround, seeing no one.

"You silly>" a femine voice comes out of no where.

"Who's there?" He looks arround quickly.

"I'm just someone who decided you need some changes."

"What do you mean by that? And who are you?"

"Oh you will see shortly." He looks arround as his clothes disappear.

"HEY! HOW DID YOU TAKE MY CLOTHES?"

"Oh, I've hacked into your system. I have you now."

He stares into space as he feels his waist lightening. He looks down as his cock completely disappears. His hands fly down and he notices how they have gotten smaller and more soft. His chest starts to grow. "What are you doing to me?"

"Here, see for yourself." Suddenly a mirror appears infront of him. HE looks at the person in it, not recognizing her. Her c-cup chest and long red hair don't look at all familar.
 
Justin Owens

IC: I had been siting in this waiting room for several minutes and honestly I just wanted to know what the hell I was here for. I stood up and aproached the receptionist.

"Pardon me mam, but can you tell me what the charages against me are." The receptionist looked at me. She stared right at me, completely lacking emotion at first and then glaring with a bit of anger. 'You know exactly why your here, and frankly I find that you'd where a shirt like that to a trial like this, offenseive.' I blinked, completely unsure, and then sat down.

Well I guess my shirt saying "I'm free tonight, if you don't want to pay." could be offensive. Probably not very good court atire.
 
Jenna was shocked and momentarily lost. The mechanical voice was muffled and she knew the real voice was being disguised but she had no idea who it might be.

The voice rang out:

"You put me in prison.... You are responsible for the things I had to do to survive in that hellhole.... You are responsible for the monster I have become.... Welcome to hell bitch!"

"What?" Jenna mumbled as she was transformed. Her body grew and grew in various places. Suddenly she was 6 ft tall, still thin at 119 lbs, but now she had the perfect curves, 38DD breasts, and the long brown hair was replaced with short sassy blonde hair. Her eyes became crytal blue, unknown to her, her voice was changed and her speaking pattern was completely changed.

The non-feminine business suit that she was wearing simply disappeared.... Seconds later, she was dressed in a pink prison outfit with a heavy layer of make-up - making her look like a prison whore.

"Oh my... oh my... this can't be... " Jenna whispered. To her surprise she was being lead into court.

"Oh no... I'm innocent... Mr. Judge.... I didn't do it... I've got to fix my hair first. Would a woman with a pretty face like mine... and big tits like this do anything to break the law" Jenna declared.

That's not my voice... I don't talk about hair.... Holy shit... I'm not wearing undergarments... These big boobs.... they're moving... they are awkward... I can barely see my toes.... I'm a tall freak! The men are staring... I'm turning red.... I was just trying to say 'I'm innocent!' How did all that come out!?

Jenna looked around the courtroom.... It was packed....

This has to be the game.... How do I get out?... A VR prison? No way.... My lawyer will beat this... Right? Do I have a lawyer... Look at that guy... Imagine wearing a shirt like that! I can't believe some men! Jenna thought secretly.
 
Steven or is it?

Steven raises a hand to his face, seeing the woman do the same thing. His hand slides back to his now long red hair. He looks in the mirror, seeing a small line of red hair where he once had a cock. "You made me into a woman?!?!?!?!"

"No. I made you into a very beautiful woman. I seem to have done a great job."

"I agree with you on that, but why a woman?"

"Because I'm a lesbian and I wanted a toy. We will have lots of fun together. Now for the final change." He/ she looks arround quizically and sees a pile of clothes appear. "Put those on."

He tries and struggles to put them on. He finally gets them on. He looks in the mirror again, seeing the woman looking great in the mirror, wearing a very skimpy top and a short black leather skirt. His boots end just below his knees, also made of leather. He knows if he bends over his skirt will reveal a very small thong. The top shows that he wears no bra.

"Now, your name must be changed. Now you are Stacy." He feels a short electric buzz in his head. "You will like the other changes I made when you discover them, Stacy. Now go through the door, or I will make you feel pain."

Stacy quickly turns and opens the door. A cop quicly grabs her and pulls her roughly. She feels wetness growing in her crotch as his voice voice comes out loudly, "There you are slut. You are late for your court room appearance."
 
Justin Ownes A.K.A Spring

OOC: Okay three girls in a court room. I'll have fun with this.

IC: The receptionist waved me into the court room. I stepped in and saw a man wearing the same t-shirt that I had on, except his was a shirt not a tank top.

A man in a new blue law suit stood up, and approached a jury. 'Ladies and gentle men of the jury. I representing the state, intend to prove with out a shadow of a doubt, that Miss. Jenna here,' I sat down close to the front row, hoping I wasn't the accused. The man gestured toward toward a girl in a pink prison suit, that wore more make up than I cared for. 'ran the whoring company "I'm free tonight if you don't have the cash." With this company, she claimed was a strip club, she violated all thoughts of decency and moral conduct.'

I'm free tonight if you don't have the cash, that sounds so familiar. I looked down and was surprised to see I had boobs, and a very large amount of cleavage. I nearly stood up in terror and then I remembered that ass hole changed me in this game. Wait, my shirt said something. I glanced at it and saw that the name on the shirt was the company in the trial. "Oh crap." I said to myself.

The defense attorney oddly wearing a similar shirt stood up. 'Fine people of the jury, your honor, madam hangem. I wore this shirt today because...' he paused to let the statement settle. 'I personally feel...' he paused again. 'that I'm freffreee to to tonight.. if you don't have.. have the cash.' My god he wasn't pausing he was stuttering. 'Is a. is a... um... um... redible source of... um... of family entertainment.' The judge just shot him a cold stare as if, he was clearly nuts for such a suggestion. Then the judge said "That'd be impressive."
 
The cop leads Stacy into a full court room. "I don't know why it took you so long to change into so few clothes, or what possesed you to wear your work attire to court, but you are heere now. Finally you and your fellow whores will come to jail."

She looks at him in surprise. I'm a whore? Is that why every man is turning me on more? Then she sees the woman on the defense stand in proper jail attire. She's the one who was in charge of the whores? Maybe this might work out for the better. She looks so tastey. Tastey? Man, she really did make some changes.

As the defense attorney makes his case, she quickly realizes how little hope there is. She looks at the girl on either side of her and realizes how beautiful they are too. If they are in jail with me, this might not be so bad then.
 
Jenna was confused and in a dazed state as she tried to mentally add the pieces of the confusing puzzle in place.

This can't be real.... But look... I can touch them... They feel so real... This prison jump suit is real... Shit..... This is fixed..... Jenna thought silently as she couldn't help grabbing at the big boobs that now seemed to be part of her body. It was so confusing.

A reality check occurred as she turned to see a man in a expensive pin-striped navy blue Italian cut business suit approaching the judge. He spoke in a convincing tone as he announced to the benefit of the judge and jury:

'Ladies and gentle men of the jury. I representing the state, intend to prove with out a shadow of a doubt, that Miss. Jenna here, .... ran the whoring company "I'm free tonight if you don't have the cash." With this company, she claimed was a strip club, she violated all thoughts of decency and moral conduct.'

"Holy shit! He's pointing to me.... " Jenna blurted out her first thoughts and to her surprise the bimbo voice added "A woman should be able to fuck anyone, any where and any time ... and I don't care what you say Mr. Judgy!" At that moment, for some unknown reason, Jenna flashed her two big beautiful breasts at the judge, jury and the prosecuting lawyer.

"See how big and juicy they are?" Jenna spoke in her bimbo voice as she temporarily lost control of her voice.

Looking to her left and right Jenna realized that she wasn't alone in this mess...

What the hell am I doing? Who are these women? They look like hookers!
 
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Justin Owens A.k.a. Spring

IC: The sleazy lawyer sat down next to me. On my other side was the big busted girl who needed to learn when to shut up, and another girl next to her. Far as I could tell all three of us were in trouble. Given our lawyer a lot of trouble.

I suppose when a good chance comes I could simply run for it. That'll get me out of trouble, I think. The sleazy lawyer looked at us. 'Spring, Stacy, and Jenna I have a plan.' The lawyer stood up. 'For my first witness I'd like to call Miss. Spring to the stand.'

I blinked, "What I don't have a last name?" 'Not since you had it legally changed.' I blinked once more, why the hell would some one do that? I was led up to the witness stand by a cop.

'Ms. spring.' I looked at the female judge. She looked surprisingly attractive despite that she was showing signs of her age. 'You realize your still under oath.' When the hell was I put under oath. Oh well deal with it. "Yes mam."

The sleazy lawyer came over to me. 'Now miss Spring, have you ever had sex while preforming your job as a female exotic dancer?' "I don't think so." Tell me he has more of a plan then that. 'Have you or have you not?' I took a gamble and decided I hadn't. "I have not." 'No she has not and I would like to present exhibit A, her intact virginity.' I blinked. "My what!" 'Miss. Spring if you would be kind enough to pull down your pants.' "No. I am not showing that."

The judge stopped looked at the lawyer, then turned to the belief. 'Belief if you would be so kind.' he turned to her and said 'Yes mam.' he reached over between my legs which quickly shut on his hand. He then slid his hand against my inner thigh and I felt my body spreading my legs. He then quickly undid my pants and pulled them down, and my pink, lace, see threw thong. A slightly cold long finger poked threw the hair there and into my body. The sheer shock of having something in me was completely new, and I found myself making a soft sound and sliding toward him. Then suddenly his finger stopped and he pulled out. leaving me with an unfinished feeling.

Still now wasn't a good time to be caught with my pants down. So I quickly pulled them up. 'She is intact.' the belief said to Mrs. Hangem. 'Your honor I would like to submit this photo as exhibit B.' The other lawyer said. 'This photo is of Ms. Spring having anal sex with a client, which is supposed to be her specialty.' I blinked in disbelief. "I would never do something that gay." I quickly shut my mouth and pretended I didn't do anything.

'Ms. Spring.' my sleazy lawyer began. 'I'll handle this.' he then turned to the jury. 'One must ask what that photo proves. If that is exhibit B, then I would like to submit this as exhibit C.' he held up a picture of me with the same man kissing him and reaching into his pants. 'This picture distinctly shows her not having sex with the exact same man!' Holy crap this guy is dumb. 'Miss. Spring, you may have a seat.' I got up and walked to the seat suprised to find msyelf waving my hips as I walked.
 
Stacy

Once Ms. Spring leaves the stand, all Stacy can do is look at the lawyer dumbly. How can he be our lawyer? He has got to be the most incompetent person they could find.

Seeing how Ms. Spring walks, makes Stacy even more aware of the growing wetness on her thin thong. Man, everything turns me on. I must be a slut and a whore. But that woman and how she walks looks so damn tastey.

The lawyer stands up. "Next, I would like to call Ms. Stacy Kitty to the stand." Everyone looks at me. I slowly rise and go up to the stand, aware of the distinct motion of my ass. I may not be as curvey as that Jenna woman, but I certainly feel much more femine.

As Stacy sits in the seat, she is aware of the judge looking down her blouse. She leans back a bit to give him and the bailiff a very good look, shoving out her chest a bit. "What questions do you have for me, Mr. Lawyer." A very sexy and femine voice escapes through her lips. Man, my voice would make a dead man's cock stand up.

"Weellll, ummm. Miss Stacy, Did you ever have sex with any of your customers?" Stacy realizes this guy really doesn't have a clue.

"I did not have sexual relations with any customers I met at work. I would not dream of accepting money for sex."

"Thank you Miss Stacy...."

"Now just wait one minute there. I still need to ask her some questions. Now we all know how in competent you are." The whole room laughs at the other lawyer as he breaks in. The defense lawyer sits down, blushing.

The procescuting lawyer stands up and comes to the stand. "Now, Miss Stacy, how would you react to me saying I have proof that you have been paid for sex?"

"I would say that proof is as false as these charges against Miss Jenna are."

"Would you look at these photos and describe them to the court room, please?"

"No I will not because photos can be made on any home computer." Man, I really am defending myself.

"That's fine because what they show is you accepting money from more than one man with their organs still in you. Here are signed testimonies from these men that these pictures are true. Most of them said that you were more than worth the money they paid. They were more than happy to point out the truth about Miss Jenna's establishment. What can you say about that?"

"Nothing sir." Stacy realizes then that the case against the group is very hard and they are probably going to jail. Man, the programer's got us good.
 
Spring AKA Justin Owens

IC: More pictures, great. I turn to the lawyer next to me and whisper. "What no pictures of her not having sex this time?" The lawyer turned back to me and whispered a reply. 'I looked threw her photo albums, the footage from the security camera, and various snap shots from the prosecutors witnesses. I couldn't find one, sorry to tell you but your friend is one honry slut.' I blinked, he went threw the security camera and her personal photo albums and couldn't find a picture where she wasn't having sex. Okay now thats BS, no way she's that horny, no way any walks around that turned on all the time.

Stacy sat back down. Our lawyer stood up. 'Don't worry I got a plan.' He reached back into his brief case and pulled out a tripod, and then a flip board. He took a minute to set everything up.

'Your honor, ladies and gentlemen of the Jury. I present the fallowing knowledge to you.' he flipped up the first page reveling chewy from star wars. 'This is a chewbaca from planet tatowini, how ever this one lives on dantuwine. It speaks a set of growls and noises that people understand but doesn't have it's own key language. The planet it lives on is full of 3 foot furry ewokes, which speak ewokean, or ewaknese. So I 'd like to point out that just like all that not making since neither does this case, after all how can I show a picture of Ms. Spring having sex and my counterpart show a photo of her not.' The prosecuting lawyer stood up, 'Your honor I'd like this stricken from the record on the grounds that that lawyer is fucking crazy. Non of that is accurate to star wars, or this case. In fact he even screwed up on who showed witch pictures.'

The judge nodded and our lawyer sat back down. 'Well ladies I think I kept them from putting you on death row and that is all we could ask for.' Some one needs to hit this guy... with a truck, a large truck.
 
Stacy

As she walks back to her seat, she sees one of the other girls flipping through a photo album. I glance over and see her looking at one of me with another woman. Oh man, I sure look to be enjoying that. Ooh my. This court is really turning me on.

Stacy watches her lawyer go up and give that horrible talk. Before he gets back, she turns to the girl next to her, Ms. Spring. "This guy is a real loser. The only hope I can see is a mis-trial plea." Even as she says it, she realizes she really doesn't care. Her whole body is fighting to masterbate right here, right now.
 
Jenna shifted nervously from foot to foot in the pink prison jumpsuit.

The whole damn thing is a farce.... Anyone could do a better job than that lawyer... I'm never seen such outrageous behaviour in any courtroom! Those albums are loaded with fictitious but incriminating evidence. There is even me with one of the other accused woman... Why the hell would he bring that here? What the hell is that Star Wars bullshit!

Moving her shoulder, Jenna felt her big breasts swaying from side to side. It felt so weird to suddenly have such mountains when for almost 40 years she had only tiny dots. Her new body seemed younger and more vibrant. Hell, her new body was all so sensitive. Just hearing all this legal talk and those dirty filthy pictures were turning her on.....

Jenna looked at the bailiff for a second and saw his huge erection. Unknown to herself, in her bimbo voice rather than just thinking it, she announced to the courtroom:

"Looks at the big cock the bailiff has... I bet it's a hungry monster!"
 
Hearing Ms. Jenna comment on the bailiff, Stacy quickly looks at his crotch and smiles. He definitely is well hung. "think we might be able to get some private time with him, Miss Jenna?"
 
Spring

IC: 'Looks at the big cock the bailiff has... I bet it's a hungry monster!' 'Think we might be able to get some private time with him, Miss Jenna?' I stood up in complete detest, this was just pathetic now. "Why the hell are you two talking about his huge cock!"

The small and lucky audience of this proceeding was more then amused by all this talking and had now began to discus the now blushing bailiffs cock. I personally was looking for something to kill the lawyer, the owner, and the slut; but to my dismay I found nothing. The judge began to bang the gavel loudly trying to get court back in session.

After a few more minutes, the judge finally gained the upper hand. 'Okay I've had enough of this. You girls are spending the night in jail, and we will continue this tomorrow.' I raised my hand as the belief started placing hand coughs on the owner, Jenna. The judge sighed quickly and said 'Yes Miss Spring.' I said the only thing that made since. "Can I be tired separately?" I didn't make eye contact with the others not wanting to know what they thought. 'Miss Spring it is to late for that and it is to late to go with the public defender like I recommended.' "Wait this idiot isn't the public defender, so we're actually paying for this idiot!"

The attorney looked at me and said 'Hey your the idiot paying $100,000.' I blinked in shocked horror. The belief placed a set of hand coughs on me and then took the three of us away.
 
Spring in "jail house blues"

OOC: Feel free to use the belief as you would like. I figure he is pure evil, so I am making him straight white male, like all other evils. :D

IC: The guard pushed me into the cell and I fell down on my side, hands cuffed behind my back. Then the belief threw Jenna on top of me, as her smooth ass touched me I couldn't help but smile on the inside, and notice the way her boobs bounced. After all on the inside I really am just a simple man. Stacy was thrown next to her and had a similar effect. Well this isn't so bad.

The belief turned to the guard. 'I'll be out in a bit, I would like o do something if you know what I mean.' The guard began to walk away as I blinked. Wait a minute what does he mean? The belief then threw his keys to the guard stepped into the cell and shut the door.

'Well ladies, being as smart as you are, you noticed I have a huge hard on.' He gestured to his penis. 'Now since you won't be getting any for a long time where your going. I figured I'd be kind and offer to do all three of you.' Okay, I wasn't in my comfort zone when this first started, and now I am so far away from it I can feel myself shaking. 'Now I know your used to a lot of sex in your line of work, but don't worry so am I, I do this three or four times a day, so I can go quite a while.' I did a hard swallow and looked down, to avoid eye contact. I noticed my breasts jiggle with the rest of my body. Crap if he makes a move I can't even defend myself with these cuffs on.
 
Stacy

Stacy feels herself thrown on the floor beside the other women. She hears the bailiff admitting his hard on and looks back, seeing him sit down and take off his pants. She reaches for her waist band only to find her hands in the wrong place to reach the latch. She puts her hands over the top of her head to reach for a better position, when she hears him getting up.

"Well, one of you seems to be wanting to get some." Stacy turns arround and sees him heading for her. When he gets to her, he rips off her skirt, showing her bare large pussy and well shaved bush. Stacy feels his rough hands on her ass as he rips her bare. She moans softly. "It looks like this whore really wants some too. Maybe I should just oblige her."

She looks back stretching her arms out. She feels her hands very close to Ms. Spring. She finds the latch on her clothes and undoes it as Stacy lifts her as and spreads her legs for the bailiff. Stacy quickly pulls Ms. Spring's close free.

The bailif,not missing any opertunity, quickly shoves his huge cock deeply into Stacy's pussy. Stacy slides her hands up Ms. Springs legs.
 
Jenna was in disbelief as the guard led her away with the other women. It was just so humiliating to be on the other side of the law. Worst still, every time she told someone she was innocent they just laughed as if she was some sort of compulsive liar.


"Oh..." Jenna blurted out as she was pushed into a cell and fell onto another prisoner. It was hard to get up since she was handcuffed like the other woman beneath her.

"I'm so sorry" Jenna started to explain but then another woman was bounced on her forcing the three women in a heap.

The guard spoke in an icy demanding tone:

"I'll be out in a bit, I would like o do something if you know what I mean. .......................... Well ladies, being as smart as you are, you noticed I have a huge hard on. ... Now since you won't be getting any for a long time where your going. I figured I'd be kind and offer to do all three of you.... Now I know your used to a lot of sex in your line of work, but don't worry so am I, I do this three or four times a day, so I can go quite a while."

Jenna groaned softly without realizing it. Between the cuffs and the realization that she was either going to put out or be raped along with two other women set her body on fire. She was glad to be in the pink jump suit for her nipples were growing and hardening at the very thought of the guard roughly fucking her against her will.

"Oh my" Jenna blurted out as she struggled to her feet. Her eyes were wide as the guard started to undress before their eyes. He freed a huge penis.

Jenna took a step back, and the guard seemed to be eyeing all three of the prisoners, as he told them:

"Well, one of you seems to be wanting to get some."

"You don't have to do this" Jenna whispered as she watched one of the girls turning around and seemingly raising her ass so the guard can fuck her from behind. The ripping sound brought the reality to the situation, and Jenna was wide eyed as the guard literally tore off her skirt and prepared to ram-rod her.

He seemed to grin as he told her:

"It looks like this whore really wants some too. Maybe I should just oblige her."

Jenna watched as the girl with the ripped skirt seemed to start undressing the second female prisoner.

"Oh no... He's going to fuck all of us... I hope I don't get it in the ass" Jenna blurted out in her bimbo voice.

"Oh my!" Jenna exclaimed as she watched the guard plunge his huge dick into the bent over woman (Stacy).
 
Spring

OOC: Thought it was dead. it was a fluke I decided to check. So if you need to reach my don't hesitate to pm, I reply to them fairly quickly.

IC: The three of us slid around in our pile drifting apart. My boss in the pink jump suit seemed to be acting in disgust to what had been said, and yet staying put obviously horny. The slut, Stacy was turning around bending over trying to entice our rapist. I myself was drifting back wards until I hit my head on the wall.

Stacy now bottomless was grabbing at my legs trying to pull me in. Her hands were slender and delicate and although her grip was firm she had very soft hands, and with all the extra body heat, I was starting to find myself aroused.

I glanced over at the girl in the pink jump suite her nipples were clearly hard with arousal, something I always tended to notice as a man. Glancing forward I was happy to see the porno of Stacy being slowly pushed into by the guard. What bothered me was the prospect of being fucked in the same movie.

I had to do something but the sounds and motions were distracting. I looked down to gather my thoughts surprised at my own hard nipples. Looking back up I could see the action was closer then I had originally realized and starting to be more intense. Stacy was sliding up my leg, in a way that was extremely enjoyable. I leaned back temporally content to just sit threw this and hope he would blow soon and leave.

Then Stacy reached the top of my leg. Her hand slid between my legs and brushed up against my pussy, pushing it's lips apart and only barley entering. I couldn't help but moan, and she did it again, and even a third time. I was happy with the new sensation and even felt a bit lucky to understand what a woman feels like. Then a hand undid the button of my pants and slid down the zipper. I snapped forward eyes open scared of the pain the belief may cause. To my surprise Stacy was the one undressing me and life taught me to never stop a women from doing that, you tend to regret it later.

'Oh no... He's going to fuck all of us... I hope I don't get it in the ass.' I looked at the pink clad fool. Why did she remind the guard we were in here too? I looked at the belief who pushed strongly into Stacy once more. He was eying her and thinking to himself. Glancing back to her it was obvious why she said it, she wanted it.

The belief pulled out of Stacy, leaving her to dream about being satisfied. He grabbed my pink clad employer, flipped her over and as if by some game glitch the buttons to her blouse fired off leaving her hanging freely. The guard pulled down her pants revealing to us the boss was cheap enough as to not by under wear. He pushed her head down, and then entered her from behind.

Threw my mind ran, what if he tries that on me?
 
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