Daisy Depth. Part 2 (Patreon)

I stared at the gap she was creating, my heart pounding like a drum in my chest. Daisy's fingers, four of them from her right hand were buried knuckle-deep alongside the monstrous 6-inch-wide dildo, their tips pressing firmly against the slick, rubbery surface of the toy while her nails dug into the abused flesh of her anal ring. "Unnnghhaaaa...", she moaned in a deep voice. The skin there was a deep, flushed crimson, stretched so taut it gleamed under the dim bedroom light, veined with faint stretch marks that spider-webbed out like badges of her endless devotion to this madness. I couldn't imagine, just how hardcore does one need and want to train their asshole in order to get the stretchmarks into such a puffy and violent condition.

And yet Daisy pulled slowly, deliberately, her breath hitching in short, sharp gasps, "Nghaa... yes... stretch wider... mmooorreee...", and unbelievably, the gap painfully widened by fractions of an inch. The dildo's girth resisted, but her determination won out again, creating a narrow, irregular space maybe an inch wide at first, revealing the dark, glistening void of her rectum beyond. The air in the room thickened with the musky scent of her arousal and the faint, rubbery tang of lube, and I could see the faint quiver in her thighs as the pain built, a slow burn she enjoyed the most.

"Oh god, Daisy... you're insane," I whispered, my voice hoarse with awe and lust. The anal beads dangled from my hand, their six glossy spheres—each a perfect 3 inches in diameter—linked by a long flexible silicone cord that promised to add even more impossible bulk to her already overstuffed depths. Her belly, bloated and irregular from the ten massive plugs still trapped inside, pressed against the floor as she arched her back further, her full breasts swaying with each labored breath. And then she cares the outlines of those huge plugs by running her left hand over the bulging skin of her belly. "Ohhh... so deeeep... feels so... goooood.... nhaaa...", the bulges on her abdomen shifted subtly under the pressure from her hand, like alien forms stirring beneath her skin, pushing even higher up against her ribs and making her look grotesquely, beautifully distorted. She glanced back at me over her shoulder, her eyes half-lidded with that cosmic pleasure, a sly smile of pain and pleasure playing on her lips despite the terrible strain. "Insane? It's not even close to... nghaa.. of what I can do... for you," she murmured and her tongue flicking out to wet her lips. "Do you want to see... what insane really is?" My jaw just hang open as I starred at this young beautiful pervert in awe and shock. Daisy licked her upper lip slowly and murmured, "Help me to stretch it more... let me show you... just how hardcore I can go for you... ghaaa..."

I knelt behind her, close enough to feel the heat radiating from her body, my fingers trembling as I positioned the first bead at the edge of that painstakingly created gap. The sphere was cool and smooth, its surface slicked with the excess lube she'd slathered on earlier, but as I pressed it against the taut rim of her anus, right where her trembling fingers held the flesh apart, it met resistance. Her anal muscles, already taxed beyond reason by the dildo and ther 4 fingers, clenched instinctively, a reflexive protest against this new invasion. "Ufff... slowly... push it in," she coached, her voice a smoky whisper laced with anticipation. I applied gentle pressure, watching in fascination as the bead dimpled the stretched skin, forcing the gap to widen just a little more, maybe another quarter-inch. The flesh yielded reluctantly, the ring of her anus thinning out like overworked dough, the stretch marks deepening as tiny beads of sweat formed along her crack.

"Gnnghhaaa...yeeeesssss..." Daisy groaned, deep and guttural, her body shuddering as the first bead began to slip inside. It was a slow, agonizing progress; I twisted it slightly, easing it forward millimeter by millimeter, feeling the way her rectum's walls gripped and resisted around the dildo's unyielding shaft. The bead finally popped past the rim with a wet, audible schlick, disappearing into her depths and nestling against the side of the massive toy. Her anus snapped back slightly, but her fingers held firm, keeping the gap open. "Yesss... that's one... feels so... tight...," she panted, her free hand sliding down to rub the new, subtle bulge it created by pushing other plugs even deeper on her already swollen belly. I could see as faint, rounded protrusions of the ten plugs reshaping the chaotic landscape of her belly, pressing outward and making her waistline flare even wider. She rocked her hips experimentally, testing the new fullness, and a shiver of delight ran through her. "More... put more... nhaaa... gkhaaa...", was her only reaction to this increased stretch.

Emboldened by her moans, I moved to the second bead, aligning it with the same deliberate care., but paused for a second. I don't know how, but this time, the stretch was even more pronounced as her fingers pulled harder, widening the gap to nearly an inch and a half now, the skin around her anus paling from the strain as blood rushed away. Before I neared with the second bead she exhaled: "Pull with me... nhaaa... open it... wider," she begged, her voice trembling with that mix of agony and ecstasy. I reached out with my free hand, gently hooking two fingers into the opposite side of her anal ring, feeling the hot, slick meat give under my touch. Together, we tugged, slowly, bit by bit, expanding the gape of her insanely stretched anal ring to almost 7 inches in total circumference around the dildo. The pain etched lines on her face, her brows furrowing as she bit her lower lip harder, but her eyes sparkled with triumph. "Ahhh... gawd... it hurts so deep... stretch my rectum... tear it open... mmooooorreee.."

I smacked the second bead and it slid in easier than the first, but not without a fight; I had to rotate it, pushing firmly as her inner walls convulsed, trying to expel the intruder while accommodating the impossible volume. "Uuunnghhh... deeper... push it deeper," she urged, arching her back to angle her hips better. Inch by inch, it vanished, forcing the first bead further into her guts and creating a chain reaction, the plugs inside shifted audibly, rubber grinding against rubber in her overstuffed rectum, sending visible ripples across her belly. GGHHHAAAaaaaa.....". Daisy let out a long, satisfied sigh, her body glistening with sweat, and whispered, "Two... get it ruined... wider... put... mmoooorreeeee....!"

We continued like this, a ritual of slow, deliberate torment and bliss. The third bead required even more pulling; Daisy's fingers trembled as she hooked them deeper, her nails scraping lightly against the dildo's surface, widening the gap to two inches now. The flesh of her anus was puckered and raw, the stretch so extreme that I could see faint, pinkish hues of her inner rectum peeking through. "Nhaaa... yes... feel it... my hole's giving in," she gasped, her breath quickening as I eased the sphere inside. It met the resistance of the crowded depths, the plugs, the dildo, the previous beads all compressing her intestines into a labyrinth of pressure. She pushed back against it, impaling herself further, and the bead finally sank in with a deep, resonant groan from her core. Her belly ballooned outward a fraction more, the bulges now so pronounced they distorted her navel up high, pushing it forward like a pregnant swell. "Three... oh fuck... huuurts... soooo... gooood..."

I didn't stop and by the fourth bead, the pain was etched deeper, her groans turned sharper, more primal, but she reveled in it, her hips grinding in small circles to savor the burn. We pulled together again, her anus stretching to an obscene 7.5 inches around the dildo, the ring thinning to translucency. "More... wider... I can take it... more," she demanded, her voice a husky plea. The insertion was tortuously slow; I felt every quiver of her muscles as the bead forced its way in, displacing the contents of her rectum and sending shock-waves of pressure up her spine. She cried out—"GGNNRHAAaaa... yesss!", as it settled, her body convulsing in a wave of pleasure-pain that made her toes curl.

The fifth bead pushed her closer to the edge; the gap we created was now over two inches wide, her anal lips quivering like overtaxed elastic, the stretch marks blooming fresh and vivid. "Deeper... stuff me more... feel my rectum expanding... for you... nhaaa...," she moaned, her fingers slipping deeper to maintain the hold. The bead ground against the dildo as it entered, the friction audible, and her belly's bulges sharpened, pressing against her ribs and making her breath come in ragged bursts. "GGHHHGHAAAaaaa....", she roared breathlessly through the pain, "Five... my ass... is a monster... "

Finally, the sixth and last bead. Daisy's body was a trembling mess, slick with sweat, her anus a gaping, ruined maw stretched to its absolute limit, nearly 8 inches around the unyielding dildo. "One more... pull hard... make it wider... deeper," she whispered, her eyes locked on mine with that fiery dedication. To my disbelieve, she inserted not just 4 fingers into her asshole, but her whole fist and pulled to the size with all her strength!! We tugged in unison, the flesh yielding one last time, and I shoved the bead in with steady force, feeling it burrow into her depths, compressing everything inside into an unimaginable density. "OOOGHHH... YYYYYYyesss... so full... so much.... ghhaaa...," she wailed, collapsing forward slightly as her body adjusted, the final bulge completing the grotesque outlines on her abdomen.

She held the pose for a moment, panting, her fist still buried in her anus, slowly releasing the grip to let the ring close as much as it could around the chaos within. "Look what I can do... for you," she murmured, turning her head with a wicked, satisfied grin. "But... I need even more..."To be continued…

Disclaimer: All characters in this work of fiction are 18 years old or older