The Story of P, Chapter 7 (Patreon)

Chapter 7

P woke up all weak, frail, and cross-eyed. He was already puny and tiny, but even before his sight could get oriented, he somehow felt even smaller than he had been before. His cock was erect, since he knew, without even being able to see, that the amazons were near. He could just feel their huge, silent presence weighing on the air all around him. And sure enough, as his eyes adjusted to the low light, he saw them. He was at his own gym, the one he owned but never went to. The weights and equipment had been moved into the corner, to make room for a line of large, ornate, throne-like chairs placed side by side in front of him.  All the amazons were seated in these chairs, with Kate sitting on the throne in the middle. They were all dressed in black leather, which stretched tightly over their huge, muscled curves. P could tell that all of them, especially Kate and Angela, looked even bigger and more muscular than he had ever seen them; it seemed like they had been working out while he was unconscious. All of them looked hungrily at him as he lay there on a large exercise mat, as though he were going on trial before them.

All of the girls were breathing heavily, having just finished a quick "pump-up" workout while P lay there on the blue mat, totally passed out. Of course, all of this was part of their plan: to pump their bodies up even bigger and stronger, so that, when he finally woke up, their muscles would look even crazier and stronger from his diminished, submissive vantage point. He looked so weak and frail, waking up and struggling to his feet as they all loomed before him in their seats, still so much taller than him, even though they were sitting down. Of course, Kate and Angela were the tallest and most muscular, but Sarah, who sat next to Kate on the opposite side from Angela, radiated a special kind of metaphysical energy...and she obviously enjoyed P’s look of shock as he realized that she had stepped into his reality, and wasn't just in his head anymore. 

"Well, well..." Kate announced, her deep, feminine voice making the gym tremble, "My little cross-eyed toy has awoken! Look at him, ladies, his eyes are even more turned inward than when he passed out!"

"He just couldn't handle it..." giggled Lucy, shaking her head.

"We were all waaaaaaayyy too much for him," nodded Addison, flexing her arms.

"Look, he can barely even stand on his skinny little legs without tottering!" laughed Ella, pointing.

P turned around to face the exit, but found that it was guarded by the female policewoman, who winked at him while folding her huge, muscled forearms across her prodigious chest.

"No way out for you this way, little thing," she chuckled, shaking her head.

"Turn around and face us!" barked Angela dominantly, clapping her hands suddenly, "Just because you're still waking up doesn't mean you can turn your back to us!"

"Surprised to see me?" Sarah grinned at P, her sea-green eyes sparkling mischievously from above, as P stumbled around, eager to obey Angela.

"S-Sarah you are…i-is that really you?” stammered P, his own voice sounding pathetically high-pitched in his own ears compared to their girls’ rich, deep voices, “W-What are we doing in my gym?"

"Oh it's me alright," Sarah chuckled, nodding her head slowly, so that her gorgeous blond hair quivered on either side of her beautiful face, "And as to why we're here......" 

She looked over to Kate, who nodded, continuing where Sarah left off.

"It's time for the ritual again, little toy," Kate cooed, feeling the searing heat already beginning to build in her loins as she remembered what happened last time, "A ritual so intense that last time, Angela and I actually DESTROYED your little body."

Angela smirked, and P saw her huge, muscular arms flex as she gripped the edge of her seat, leaning down toward him, licking her lips. 

"It was deliciousssss," she hissed, before miming his panicked, desperate expression, "You were all like, 'Oh noooo, oh please....p-please no...noooaaaaauugghhgghaaaaaghhhhh!!!" 

And here her eyes crossed crazily, rolling back up into her head as she shook it back and forth, before her body finally went limp, as all the other girls laughed at her rendition. 

"Good acting, Ange!" giggled Lucy.

"Very accurate!" agreed Addison.

"Point being," Kate continued, "You couldn't handle it, and you were utterly annihilated...but now we have you back, and...after soooooo long waiting, we FINALLY can do it all to you again..."

She leaned forward on her throne, her blond hair framing her face, as her dark, hungry blue eyes penetrated into his soul as she finished, her momentous voice vibrating through every atom of P’s body:

"Since this is the only way for us to have you to ourselves...FOREVER."

"R…Ritual!?” stammered P, already disoriented, “Wha…what kind of ritual?? And what…w-what if you destroy me like the last time!?”

"You'll see what kind of ritual,” Kate grinned down at him, “And what if we destroy you again!? That...is a risk we're willing to take. To have you with us ALWAYS...mmmmm, that's worth it."

"Worth destroying you a hundred times," nodded Sarah, her full red lips smirking, "Just to finally get what we want – a permanent, tiny little cross-eyed toy for us to play with...forever."

"He's literally been awake for one minute and already he’s starting to stutter!" laughed Angela, crossing her eyes mockingly, "Wh-what's the maaaatter, cross-eyes? You sc-scared of us!?"

"Y…Yes…please there…there m-must be another way!” stuttered P, the fear rising in his tiny chest, as the jewel-eyed giantesses grinned down at him from on high, arousing him beyond belief despite his fear, “I…I don't want to get d-destroyed and…a-and I d-don't want to have c-c-crossed eyes!”

The girls all laughed, many of them crossing their eyes and mimicking P’s pleading voice as they turned to each other, begging and pleading just like he was. Kate, though...Kate couldn't wait any longer. Just seeing P all skinny and small and weak and cross-eyed down there in front of them all…it just lit a fire inside her. This ritual had to start. NOW. And so she rose up off her throne and strode toward him, circling him without speaking as the other girls fell silent, watching her movements. 

"I've been waiting...sooooo long," she breathed, her huge muscles flexing powerfully with each step she took as she circled him. A regal black robe furled out behind her, signaling her supremacy, as did the thigh-high black boots that hugged her huge, muscular legs, form-fitting. She could have easily fit P’s entire body into one of her boots, and there would have been plenty of room left over. "Sooooo long for this...to have you here before me...to see you...to TAKE you!!" 

With a dominant growl, Kate suddenly lunged forward, catching P’s little body up in her arms, flipping him over upside-down in midair, and – BAMMMMM – slamming him down on the mat. All the girls applauded, laughing, and the next thing he knew, his entire groin area was engulfed in the hot, wet vacuum of Kate’s mouth. She had swallowed up his cock and balls, and was hungrily throating him, sucking on him, slurping him up, hungry for her goal. 

"AAUUGGHWWWOOORLLAAUUGGHAAAAAA!!!" Kate growled, shaking her head back and forth rapidly as she thrust her head down HARD on his cock, sucking and sucking and SUCKING. She was going to get it. She was hungry. He was going to feed her.  Kate picked him up, still sucking on his cock like a straw, as she effortlessly rose, so that she was now giving him a midair blowjob while his little body was twisted up on her shoulders. And then...she lifted his body high in the air, with his cock pointed down, uttering a humorous "Huuuahh!" sound (pretending like it was hard for her to lift him!) and then she lowered him, down, down, down, back into her mouth, swallowing him with a hungry, exaggerated "HAMMPH!" Then she lifted him up above her head again, and then lowered him once more. 

"Huuuahhh.....HAMPH.....Huuuuuahhh....HAMPHHH.....Huuuahhhh....HAMPHH!!"

The girls all got behind the rhythm, clapping and crying out every time Kate lifted him back up, and every time she swallowed him again.

"Huuuahhh.....HAMPH.....Huuuuuahhh....HAMPHHH.....Huuuahhhh....HAMPHH!!"

Kate just kept going, harder and harder and harder, faster and faster, until, with a desperate piglet-like little squeal, P came his brains out, deep down her throat. She mashed his little body into her face, throating his cock as far down as it could possibly go, her powerful throat muscles squeezing and milking his cock as she swallowed ALL of his warm, tasty seed. 

"GUUAGHH....GGGLLLUUURKKK....GGAAAALUMM!!"

She didn't even try to be quiet – instead, she exaggerated the lewd sounds, just to make him cum even harder. 

"He's starting to pass out already, Kate!" cried Angela, spotting how P’s crossed eyes were starting to flutter, "QUICK!! Full-nelson body-slam!!"

Kate immediately obliged. She and Angela had discussed this part of the ritual beforehand. They were NOT going to let him pass out early. Oh no – they had to keep him fully conscious through the whole thing. And if his mind snapped, it snapped. They HAD to do this, to make him theirs forever. With a sexy growl, Kate lowered P down and caught his tiny body up in a full-nelson pose, slamming him back down onto the mat as she held him in the submission-hold, displaying his little naked body to all the girls. 

"He's already cryingggg!" laughed Addison, miming his tears going down her cheeks.

"I didn't think his eyes could cross even more," observed Ella, "Guess I was wrong...my GOODNESS..."

"Look at him trembling..." giggled Lucy, "He already looks like he's about to go insane!"

"It really just gets me going, how waifish and tiiiiiiiiny he looks," Angela said throatily, her voice sounding very aggressive and hungry, "UGH, god, Kate...it's TIME!"

And then, without any warning, Angela came swiftly down from her throne, her scarlet cape fluttering out behind her, as her huge black boots thundered onto the blue mat. Before P even knew what was happening, still caught midair in Kate’s full-nelson hold, he found his cock now being throated by Angela, who was even wilder and more aggressive than Kate had been. 

"AAAAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" cried Angela, shaking her head back and forth at lightning-speed, like a hungry, vicious vixen, every muscle on her amazonian body seeming to flex and pulsate with a desire to drain him of everything he had. "AAAAUUGHHAAAAAAA!!! AUUUGGHHLLAAARRRGGH!!!!!! RRRAAAAAAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAGAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!"

"She knows you didn't give me everything you have, little toy," Kate whispered in his ear, as the other girls all started to cheer, "She knows there's a lot still left...sooooooo much still left. This is the next part of the ritual, little cumster...surely you're not going to hold out, are you?"

P’s mind was going numb with the intensity of the ritual, but even in the midst of his synapses breaking down, he did manage to realize something: the overhead blowjob, the full nelson, the merciless teasing and insane size comparison and cruel taunts about his crossed eyes…deep down, it was all exactly what he wanted. He had never been able to fully embrace this side of himself, these true submissive depths…because, truth be told, the depths scared him. They had always seemed bottomless in his mind, and the prospect of sinking deep, deep down into them had terrified him.

But that was before Kate. That was before Angela. That was before Sarah and all the rest of these muscle amazons. With Kate leading the way, they were all dominating him the exact way he had always wanted to be dominated – totally and mercilessly, with them in total control and making him feel completely helpless the entire time. The irony of the whole situation was that, in ceding total control to them, P was getting exactly what he had always wanted: the ability to fully submit, to fully explore the dark depths of his submission, where he had always been afraid to go before. In fact, he couldn’t have gone there…not alone. Not without Kate’s power guiding him.  

And so, as Angela continued to hungrily work his cock, P actually “broke character” and whispered up to Kate: "All this is for me too, right, Mistress?" 

P’s shaking, trembling words reached Kate’s ears, even in the midst of Angela's hungry, guttural throating and the other girls' cheering and clapping. Kate felt a part of her melting inside, and she gently turned his face towards hers, her huge hand tenderly pivoting his cheek, until her deep blue eyes were staring into his. He looked so scared, so overwhelmed, so dominated...and yet, at the same time, she could see the love radiating out from his eyes, the desperate, longing love, and, in that moment, she wanted nothing more than to reassure him, to give it back to him.

"Mmmm, yessssss, little husband," she whispered back to him, nuzzling her face into his, so that their soft cheeks gently brushed against each other, "All this is for you too...for BOTH of us...because I love you, sweetheart...I love you more than anything else in the whole, wide world. Why else would I devote myself so thoroughly to something?" 

She gestured over to the other girls.

"And they all love you too, sweetie...all of them, Sarah, Angela, Lucy, Addison, Ella...even the policewoman...they're all like me. They all, deep down, know that this is EXACTLY what you want, and that we're all just remaking you in your ideal image. All for love, little baby...all for love..."

And then, just as abruptly as it had appeared, Kate’s soft, gentle expression suddenly hardened back into an intense, fiery grin.

"And to REMAKE you, in the ritual," she exclaimed, her voice rising to an aggressive snarl, "We need to take you to your limit...and then push past it...push WAY past it...until all the old part of you is burned away. And we WILL do it, little cummer. And there's nothing you can do to stop us." 

"GAAAAAAAGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" cried Angela, gulping down his most recent orgasm, but almost immediately, she was replaced by Lucy, who didn't give his cock a moment's break, throating it fully and not even coming up again, just keeping his cock in her throat as she started swallowing and swallowing against it. In the meantime, Kate had pinned him down on the mat in another humiliating pose, with both tiny legs pulled up above his head, exposing his ass to the girls. 

"Mmmmmmmm supper time!" cried Ella, instantly leaping out of her chair and coming to stick her eager, hungry tongue deep in P’s ass. His whole body shivered and he came again down Lucy's throat. She didn't even show that anything was happening; she just kept swallowing and swallowing, hungry for more. Addison had joined Ella, and the two of them were hungrily, nastily competing for access to P’s asshole. Sarah, meanwhile, had come down off her throne and was slowly circling the proceedings, watching closely like she was an umpire keeping score.

"You're not going to die on us, are you, little cummer?" Kate whispered down to P, knowing full well how it would drive him even crazier, "Your little heart's not going to give out, is it? Your mind's not gonna break? Come on, this is all part of the ritual. Give us more...MORE. You have to stay alive, to keep giving us MOOOOORE."

"AAAAAAAAAA!!!" P screamed like an animal, as he felt his body pushed to its limit. All he could do now was just take whatever they had to give him. His piercing screams only served as fuel for the sexual fire all around him that had quickly erupted into a raging inferno. Kate was holding him aloft, pinning his legs above his head, so that all his sensitive parts were exposed, as she hungrily stuck her tongue deep into his ear. Lucy's head was completely mashed into his groin, her lips locked around the base of his cock, without ever letting up, and her head started vibrating in place, shaking back and forth at an entirely new speed, so that her whole head became a blur. It was absolutely insane. Her ravenousness was relentless, shocking, unprecedented. And all of this was happening while Angela was busily licking his nipples, biting and pinching them, further stimulating him to his breaking point, and past it. Ella and Addison had now pried his asshole so far open that BOTH of their eager tongues had fit inside, wiggling and wriggling with a slippery hunger that left P’s mind in tatters. He felt like every nerve was on fire – every possible button of arousal was being pushed, and smashed, and SHATTERED, over and over and OVER again. And the sounds...oh god...the sounds.... 

"Listen to it all, little cummer," Kate cooed in his ear, as she speared her tongue even deeper inside it, "GGUUAH...listen to them go…!!"

"GGgggggggggggGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGackGack!!!!!" went Lucy on his cock

"SllluurrpSlleerrrgghhh...SlurrrrpSlurp...Sleerrrgghh...Slurrrrrp...SllluurrpSlleerrrgghhh...SlurrrrpSlurp...Sleerrrgghh...SlurrrrrpSllluurrpSlleerrrgghhh...SlurrrrpSlurp...Sleerrrgghh...SlurrrrrpSllluurrpSlleerrrgghhh...SlurrrrpSlurp...Sleerrrgghh...SlurrrrrpSllluurrpSlleerrrgghhh...SlurrrrpSlurp...Sleerrrgghh...SlurrrrrpSllluurrpSlleerrrgghhh...SlurrrrpSlurp...Sleerrrgghh...SlurrrrrpSllluurrpSlleerrrgghhh...SlurrrrpSlurp...Sleerrrgghh...SlurrrrrpSllluurrpSlleerrrgghhh...SlurrrrpSlurp...Sleerrrgghh...SlurrrrrpSllluurrpSlleerrrgghhh...SlurrrrpSlurp...Sleerrrgghh...SlurrrrrpSllluurrpSlleerrrgghhh...SlurrrrpSlurp...Sleerrrgghh...Slurrrrrp!!!" went Angela on his helpless nipples.

"GAUGHHHHGAAUUGHGAUUGHHHGGGLLLLOOOORRGGGLLLAAAHHHHGGWWWWOOORRLLLLLAAAUUGGGHHHHAGGGGGAAAAUUGHHHHHHHGAUGHHHHGAAUUGHGAUUGHHHGGGLLLLOOOORRGGGLLLAAAHHHHGGWWWWOOORRLLLLLAAAUUGGGHHHHAGGGGGAAAAUUGHHHHHHHGAUGHHHHGAAUUGHGAUUGHHHGGGLLLLOOOORRGGGLLLAAAHHHHGGWWWWOOORRLLLLLAAAUUGGGHHHHHHGAUGHHHHGAAUUGHGAUUGHHHGGGLLLLOOOORRGGGLLLAAAHHHHGGWWWWOOORRLLLLLAAAUUGGGHHHHAGGGGGAAAAUUGHHHHHHHGAUGHHHHGAAUUGHGAUUGHHHGGGLLLLOOOORRGGGLLLAAAHHHHGGWWWWOOORRLLLLLAAAUUGGGHHHHAGGGGGAAAAUUGHHHHHHHGAUGHHHHGAAUUGHGAUUGHHHGGGLLLLOOOORRGGAAAAUUGHHHHHHHGAUGHHHHGAAUUGHGAUUGHHHGGGLLLLOOOORRGGGLLLAAAHHHHGGWWWWOOORRLLLLLAAAUUGGGHHHHAGGGGGAAAAUUGHHHHHHH!!!!!!" went the crazy sounds of Ella and Addison hungrily eating out his poor little asshole.

And then, through it all, Sarah bent down close, staring deep into his eyes, unblinking, with a deadpan expression on her face.

"Cum..." she said simply, her voice washing over his brain like a tidal wave, "Cum....Cum..........Cum........Cum....." 

And as he did cum, Sarah’s words became a chant, which seemed to milk out every last drop with every word: 

"CumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCumCum..."

P couldn't take it. There was just no way. He passed out in a dead faint, and for the next thirty minutes, all of the amazons continued going at him relentlessly, his body twitching and limp as Sarah watched silently.

This was all part of the ritual…

And when they were finished, with EVERY possible drop of cum milked from his poor little body, the girls all gathered around, with P cradled in Kate’s arms, and they stared at him as Kate checked his heartbeat. 

"He's still with us..." she breathed out, feeling a new elation brighten her inside and out, "He survived!"

All the girls erupted in soft, gentle exclamations of happiness, and they all started petting him sweetly, saying things like "Ohh GOOD job, sweetie!" and "You did it!" and "We knew you'd pull through...we KNEW it!!" and all just showing how they all loved him, and how affectionately they felt towards him. 

"Now you're ours....forever..." Kate whispered down to him, "And we'll keep you excited...and loved...and aroused...and terrified, and humiliated, and DOMINATED...FOREVER...WITHOUT END......now that you belong FULLY to US."

Hours later, the next morning, P woke up in bed, alone and so sore that he could barely move. For a moment, he figured that the ritual must have been yet another crazy dream. But just then, Kate and Angela strode in, fresh off an intense workout, all pumped up and powerful, their muscles glistening with sweat, their thigh-high black boots looking even more impressive, tightly stretched around the mighty pillars of their huge legs. 

"Good morning, my little double-cumbag husband!" Kate hummed out, instantly seizing P with one huge arm and hoisting him up above her shoulders, holding him mid-air, as Angela instantly leaned in and started throating his cock, "Your eyes are as crossed as ever...mmmmmm, and how could they NOT be, after that ritual yesterday?" 

Angela took a quick load in her mouth, then slurped off his cock, opening her mouth as she crossed her eyes and showed him his cum.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaa! This is just the first morning load!" she laughed lewdly, "Look at you, little cum-bug. Eyes already crossed like a crazy person..."

Angela leaned in, her eyes crossing even HARDER as she swallowed his cum right up in his face. 

"But just think,” Angela purred, as Kate softly planted kisses all over his ears, “This is the BEGINNING, not the END. Imagine how hard they'll be crossed...in a month...in a year...in ten years...in FIFTY years.......?"

And then, with a hungry HAMMMPPFFFF, she went back to work.