In the dark of her bedroom, thirteen-year-old Lisa could feel, rather than see, the red flush of mortification crash over her petite body, like an Atlantic roller against a November shore. It may seem odd that she noted this particular physical sensation at all, considering the competing stimuli: her own bony knees pressing into her cupcake breasts, the sour, whisky-tinged breath wafting into her face, and the hundred-and-eighty pound man pinning her down.
The acrid smell of fried electronics fills the air. Damn government contractors! Greedy bastards cut every corner, just to save a credit. My ears drop as I survey the damage. The bracket holding the emergency control panel snapped. It slammed into the main power conduit which, of course, wasn't properly shielded. A 10-credit bracket. Damn them! This is bad. Really bad.
North invades the adjoining South, but when the tide of battle turns, nukes their neighbor, but the South armies are still victorious. They choose life over further destruction, and see to it that every fertile North woman bears South babies, one after another, as long as she is able, aided by the noses of trained dogs.
A Story in the Women As Sex Toys Universe
A girl accidentally walks in on a nerdy guy in the bathroom at a college kegger. When she sees the size of his member, she practically begs him to fuck her. When he didn't bring any rubbers, she changes her mind about having sex. He doesn't. He strangles her and rapes her anyway. She discovers that she has an asphyxiation fetish and begs for more.
Billy is supposed to look after his new stuck-up step-sister Maria while their parents are away. Some of his high school buddies come to party at his house. They wind up abusing and gang-banging Maria through the weekend, and training her.