Day in the life of a whore

Katrina -

I heard the door to the low-rent motel room close and lock as the latest guy to use and abuse me exits as the time he paid for was coming to an end. I continued to lay there for a bit, cum leaking from my well used pussy and asshole, pooling onto the bed under me. My stomach rumbled slightly as the thought popped into my head that I will have to lick that up before it dries as I didn’t want it to go to waste. I rolled off the bed, as I had done many times before, pulling the large bowl from underneath and squatting over it. I felt my body tighten a little as I pushed down and more liquid oozed out into the bowl as I leaned forward and licked up the remnants on the multi-stained sheets. My thoughts began to wander a little as I stared around at the paint-cracked walls and ceiling along with the sparse, cheap furniture, if I would even call it that. How did I end up like this?, I asked myself, Where did it all go wrong? Was I happy doing what I was doing? The only answer I had was to the last question, which was an automatic yes followed by a slight pain in my brain as my wandering thoughts were swept away by the methodical training I had endured. 

As I could feel the last of the cum drain out of my holes I rubbed my rather protruding belly, feeling the kick of my latest baby of six-months now, well I think so at least. It was so easy to loose track of time when you have nothing to base it on. I felt a slight kick and smiled as I knew it was another healthy baby, of course I had also lost track of how many I have had by now too. Pain stung my thick nipples as my engorged and bruised tits demanded attention. I lifted my hands and rubbed my DDD tits, coaxing the milk to dribble out of my nipples, which I hungrily devoured. After a few suckles on each nipple the pain subsided which brought me to my next meal.

I took a few steps back to clear the bowl beneath me and fell down to my knees in front of it. I placed my hands on either side, as I had been taught, and lowered my head into the bowl, lapping the mixed contents swimming around in it. I could taste the thick cum with a hint of piss and definitely a helping of feces to round out the flavors. As hungry as I was, and as I had been trained, I didn’t care so I greedily devoured every last drop until the bowl was as clean as it had started. Licking the last droplets off my thick lips I could taste even more piss and fecal matter that had been left there by my last encounter. I rubbed my belly again as I could feel the mixture sloshing around inside me, my hunger satiated for the moment. I wearily stood up and walked over to the vanity table, probably the best piece of furniture in the room, plopping down into the chair in front of the mirror. 

As I looked at myself my thoughts began to wander again. My matted red hair hung in strands in front of my face, crusted with semen, dried piss, and even some vomit here and there. My make-up was streaked from the tears I was forced to shed as well as the drool still wet on my chin. Smears of shit blotted my nose and cheeks from my latest “lover” that wanted me to clean his rather filthy rectum, decided to use my mouth as a toilet to relieve himself fully, and then use my face and tongue as toilet paper. I would say that I was degraded or humiliated by the act, but unfortunately things like that were just another day at the “office” for me. Not to mention that if I didn’t do them or the customer wasn’t completely satisfied with me then there would be severe punishments as there had been in the past.

I continued to stare at myself in the mirror, the plumped, full lips, the sleek jawline, the make-up that WAS tattooed to my face so it wouldn’t smear, and even down to my seriously engorged breasts. I had to admit to myself that if I wasn’t in the line of work that I was in I could probably have any man on Earth eating out of the palm of my hand. I know I didn’t always look like this and the man who did this to me told me that I owed him quite a bit of money for all the surgeries I had undergone and all the drugs that had been pumped into my system. I only wondered just how much I still had left to pay off, although I also knew that I would never leave this life. Somehow I started to think the last thought was due to the “training” I had gone through before they started pimping me out. I was a whore and I know it and there’s probably no life for me in the outside world. But how did I even get here? I let my thoughts wander away as I continued to stare into the mirror. My name is Katrina, well, that’s what I’ve been trained that my name is. To be completely honest I’m not even sure what my real name is anymore, but this is my story.

Years earlier -

I was 18 and a senior in high school, set to graduate in only a few weeks, and I couldn’t wait for my life to begin. I wasn’t the best student, nor was I very popular, in fact I’m not sure if people even really knew I’d gone to that school for all four years. I didn’t have any friends but I never really tried to make any either. I would always eat my lunch off in the corner of the garden area, alone and practically invisible. My parents didn’t make a lot of money so I never got the trendy clothes or the latest fashions. Almost all of my clothes had been picked up from a thrift shop here or there because we had to save money, and normally was at least one size too big. I guess I preferred being invisible to being ridiculed all the time for not being able to afford nice clothes.

I wasn’t much to look at either. My straight brown hair did nothing but hang off my head and constantly get into my face. My mother always cut my hair and, though she did her best, it wasn’t always very good. I never said anything about it because I had always been told to appreciate what I DID have as opposed to what I didn’t. My beady brown eyes hid behind plain reading glasses that were taped together in several places to keep it useful for as long as possible. I never wore make-up, mainly because it was a nicety that we couldn’t afford so I was used to walking around very plain. My baggy clothes hung on my slightly thick frame, although my chest was rather under-developed, coming in at a nearly A cup, so I almost didn’t even need to wear a bra. I wasn’t exactly overweight but I wasn’t super model slender either. I was somewhere in the middle, which added to my invisibility and knack for blending in to be forgotten. I kept my arms and legs covered all the time because I had never learned how to shave them, my mother always telling me that it was a task that was tedious and unnecessary.

So that was how my life was, invisible to those around me, even forgettable to them. Maybe that’s why it was so easy for my Master to prey on me, made me such an easy target and an even easier trainee, and, ultimately, a total whore willing to do anything, and I do mean ANYTHING, to please someone. I was basically completely alone with no one else to turn to or confide in and he did something no one else really did, noticed me. I think that was the real kicker that started my spiral to the life I am currently living. I mean, I had always been the kind of person others would call a “people-pleaser” but I already had the deep seeded mindset to do whatever it was that I needed to do in order to please others. I have to say that my Master definitely got rid of any kind of hesitation or deterrence from reaching my ultimate goal of someone else’s pure pleasure.

For the longest time I could not remember how I had gotten here, but as time has progressed I have started remembering bits and pieces that I have managed to fit together. I remember that it was only a few days until graduation and I walked home alone from school as usual. About halfway home something odd happened, a man waking the other direction stopped to talk to me. Now I had always been told not to talk to strangers but that had never really been a problem since pretty much everyone ignored me. This man, on the other hand, actually engaged me in conversation. He explained that he was new to the area and asked about this and that and was as polite as could be. So engrossed in the conversation as I was I never even noticed the van pull up behind me or the side door open up before it was too late. Before I knew it I felt a rag over my mouth and nose and as the darkness clouded my vision all I could see was the smiling face of the man who had stopped me.

As I began to regain consciousness I was still shrouded in darkness since there was something covering my head. I tried to move but found that my wrists and ankles were firmly attached to the chair I was seated in. Then I took notice of the chilling air and quickly realized that I was completely naked. I tried to shout but all that came out were muffled moans from behind the gag firmly planted in my mouth. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes and the sniffling began as they started running down the sides of my face, dripping off my chin into my naked lap. I squirmed a little in the chair and found that I couldn’t move at all due to the strap wrapped around my waist but also from something lodged inside my once virgin pussy. Fear struck me and I sobbed even harder not knowing what lay in store for me.

I heard footsteps enter the room and coming closer and closer until I heard them stop all around me. The hood was pulled quickly from my head blinding my eyes to the bright lights above me. Slowly my eyes adjusted and I looked around seeing two men in masks and the man that had been talking to me. All three wore lab coats and the unmasked man stepped in front of me. He smiled down at me and placed his fingers underneath my tear-streaked chin, pulling up and forcing me to look straight at him. He asked me if I wanted my dreams to come true, to be a beautiful woman desired by all manner of men. I could feel my face contort in confusion since I really had no idea what he was talking about. He told me that he saw potential in me and that I could become everything I had always secretly desired to be. This seemed a little odd to me since even I didn’t know what I had secretly desired to be. Then he told me that he would let me think about it and put the hood back on my head, casting me back into darkness, but this time I also felt something slide over my ears, cutting off any and all sounds around me. That was when things really got started.

First I started to feel a slight vibration emanating from the slender device seated in my cunt. Gradually the vibrations became more and more intense. My body reacted on its own and a soft moan muffled past the ball gag firmly planted in my mouth. My pussy became wetter and wetter as a strange feeling built up inside me. I had heard girls in school talk about orgasms but had never felt one myself but this definitely felt like the feeling they described. As the vibrations intensified the slender object began to recede out of me, easily sliding due to my growing wetness. As it was almost all the way out it slid back in, then set for a minute, receded again, and back in, over and over. The feeling continued to build inside me and my Mona’s became more and more intense. I could feel the waves begging to be let free, to flood my body with the overwhelming lust, and just as I thought the waves would crash down everything stopped, the device sliding all the way out of me and the pent up desire screaming to be let go. I tried to shift to get the last sensation I needed to free the waves of orgasmic pleasure but failed to move in any way. Tears of frustration welled in my eyes as the desire slowly disappeared from my body, but just as I finally calmed down it started again, and again it brought me right to the edge and stopped. Tears began to streak down my cheeks as the frustration built up again and again just to be denied over and over. My mind began to crack as the pleasure I was promised was taken away every time I got close. A steady buzz began to fill my ears and soft words repeating the same thing over and over again. You are a slut. You are a whore. You will be desired. You will do anything to please. I had lost count of how many times it had happened before I tried to pass out again and again but just as I would the machine would intensify and a high pitched beep would blast from the headphones. Drool dribbled past the ball gag in my mouth and rolled down my chin, splashing onto my lap and pooling under me. Finally I heard another voice come through the headphones and asked me if I would do anything for release. I moaned and grunted and nodded my head as the desire filled me once more. Suddenly the hood and headphones were ripped off my head, blinding me once again, the gag removed from my mouth but replaced with some sort of tube. SUCK. That was the only thing I heard and as commanded I sucked as hard as could on the tube, a thick, salty liquid filling my mouth. SWALLOW IT ALL. As the liquid flowed into my mouth I gulped it down and as I did the device vibrating in my cunt finally pushed me over the edge and a greatly built up flood of ecstasy blasted me, my pussy quivering and clamping again and again, the wetness under me pooling even more as I felt like I was pissing myself again and again.

As the liquid stopped so did the machine and as the tube was removed from my mouth my head slumped forward, my body spent from the intense orgasm I had just weathered. Another gag was placed in my mouth, this one longer and pushed to the back of my throat causing me to gag slightly. Firmly affixed behind my head I heard the man telling me that the gags would get longer and longer to get rid of any gag reflex I might have. Then the hood was placed back on my head and the headphones securely positioned but in my delirious state I felt myself slipping into unconsciousness.

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The loud chime broke me free of my dazed state and brought me back to my current reality. The chime told me that my next “client” was due to be there soon and I made my way to the small shower to clean myself up completely. As I stepped in I looked around at the small stall that would provide my “cleansing”. The shower head above me would wash away any grime or cum leftover in my hair while the tube sticking out from opposite wall would provide the cleaning of my insides. With practiced proficiency I inserted the tube into my ass, pressing the button on the wall and feeling the warm liquid begin to pump into my rectum. More and more the liquid filled me making my insides cramp slightly as more warm water poured down over my head allowing me to wash the grime from it. The warm liquid filling my ass finally slowed and as I finished my hair I pulled the tube with a small pop. I clenched down on my rectum as to not allow any of the liquid to flow back out until I was properly in place.

Stepping out of the stall I grab a towel and begin to dry my hair. My insides begin to cramp again telling me that I need to expel the liquid soon. I find the bucket in the corner and carefully position myself over it, slowly lowering myself to squat just above it. With a grunt of relief I let go and fell the warm liquid, along with some chunks of feces, pour like a torrent into the bucket, filling it up almost halfway. As the last of it drips out I can finally stand up, sliding the bucket to the side as I know I will have to consume its contents some time during the night when I have the chance. I just have to ensure that it doesn’t spill or overflow or else suffer the punishment as I had before. Drying myself off with the towel a shiver runs down my spine as the fabric brushes over my over sensitive large nipples and a dribble of milk begins to form at the tips again. Quickly I pull one nipple into my mouth, sucking the delicious milk from one tit and then the other.

Another chime echoes through the room and I exit the shower area, making my way to the small chest next to the vanity. Opening it up my heart sinks a little as I gaze upon the outfit selected for me to please my next “client”. Folded up neatly at the bottom of the chest was a pink latex outfit that I had become quite familiar with along with the accessories that accompanied it. It certainly wasn’t my most favorite, but it wasn’t my least favorite either. I knew what would come along with it which was just an animalistic session of straight fucking all of my holes without any kind of tenderness or slight affection. I lifted out the outfit, is time a little larger then the last due to my current condition and laid it on the bed, then retrieving the accessories to go with it, the dog-head shaped hood, the collar and leash, and the mitts to go over my hands and feet.

Knowing that time was drawing close I quickly squeeze myself into the skin-tight outfit, the fabric covering every inch of my skin except the holes at the bottom exposing my pussy and ass, and the two holes in the chest for my elongated nipples to stick out from. The outfit was very constricting and squeaked as I moved to make it as comfortable as possible, the attached tail above my ass crack wagging back and forth as I shook my ass. Next came the hood, sliding it over my head, making sure to put the ring gag and tube in place, and securing it to my head with the collar so it wouldn’t move and so I could see out of the eye holes, the opening over my mouth allowed me to clean the cocks and utilize my tongue as needed, thankfully the ring gag was no longer a necessity. Finally came the mitts, first the ones over my feet and then the ones over my hands, tightening them with practiced ease. I was finally ready, my pregnant belly secured in the tight latex outfit, my pussy and ass exposed and ready for use, and just in time as the third chime dinged through the room announcing the arrival of my “client”.

I heard them before I saw them, the familiar barks of the two Great Danes that I would soon be satisfying, their leashes held tight by their massive master. I dropped on all fours just as all three came into view, the dogs released from their leashes rushed over to sniff and lick all over me. I moan and growl in response to them, playing the part I was meant to play as their fuck mate. Both dogs circle around me sniffing and licking my face, my long sensitive nipples, my wet pussy, and my exposed ass. I, too, sniff at them, licking their faces in a show of affection. Their master grunts and smiles as I look up at him, knowing the display that was about to unfold in front of him. As the dogs circle again I can see the red tips of their large cocks beginning to slip out from their furry sheaths. The man sits down on the bed, allowing some room for the entertainment he is in store for, and gives a sharp whistle.

Trained as they are both dogs perk up and look at their master, knowing what he wants them to do. One of the Great Danes, Duke, steps in front of me, turning so that his ass is directly in front of my face, his cum-heavy ballsack dangling between his legs, and his red cock sliding even more from its sheath. The other, Lord, I know from experience, is settled in behind me. I lift my ass slightly, the attached tail wagging a little, as I feel the warm, wet tongue sliding up my exposed slit all the way to my puckered anus. I take my cue and run my own tongue oblong the hot shaft of the Great Dane in front of me, running it over each heavy ball before guiding up to his dirty puckered hole. A small whimper is heard as I begin to push my tongue inside him, the acrid taste of his waste slathering against my tongue. Normally I would have committed at this but as used to it as I was I now relished the scent and taste of the powerful beast.

Behind me Lord begins to lick with more and more gusto, my slit opening up to allow him access to even deeper regions, his slobber running down my ass crack and mixing with the juices from my cunt. His tongue slides expertly into my slick vagina and even pushes into my puckering asshole. Moans and grunts escape my lips as I feel the pleasure building inside me. My clit felt on fire every time the rough tongue rub against it, causing more moans and whimpers to escape my lips. My holes were completely soaked from his tongue lashing and I could tell from his whimpers that he was ready for even more. Pushing my ass a little higher I gave him even more access to my holes, relishing the ferocity of his never-tiring tongue. I heard the moans of the “client”, who was still seated on the bed, and knew that he was enjoying the show on display in front of him.

The “client” gave a sharp command and rapidly the dogs changed positions. Duke turned around and placed his paws on my shoulders drawing out a grunt from me as I began supporting his weight. His long, thick, red cock bounced in front on my face and I quickly wrapped my lips around it, moaning as the taste of his pre-cum danced along my tongue. More and more of his cock slid into my mouth and even further down my throat until I could feel my air being cut off. My lips dragged over it as he slid his thick member back and forth in my mouth, drool beginning to form along my lips. As he pushed forward his cum-heavy balls would rap against my chin and the softball-sized knot at the base of his cock tried to enter my mouth. Back and forth he began moving his hips with practiced precision, jabbing into my throat and pulling almost to the tip allowing my tongue to flick over it. Drool collected on my chin and dropped to the carpeted floor under us.

Behind me, Lord, understood the command and quickly jumped onto my back, his thick, hard cock erect and searching for its target. I felt it slide along my sloppy wet slit and adjusted slightly to give him direct access to my fuck hole. With his cock finding it’s mark the great beast thrust in, my slick hole granting him easy entrance. I moaned with a mouth full of cock as the huge invader spread my cunt open, pushing deeper and deeper. Every thrust drove him more and more inside me until the large round knot pressed against my wanting hole. With one big thrust his knot easily pushed inside me making me grunt as my fuck hole spread extremely wide to accommodate the large addition. My mind spun and the waves of pleasure sent me on a high you could never get anywhere else. With gusto, Lord began thrusting harder and faster, harder and faster, his huge cock buried inside me, and I knew with the knot firmly planted that he would be there for a while. My cunt was in fire as it was punished again and again with each full bodied thrust of the beast hammering away at my dripping wet pussy. Moans, grunts, and whimpers escaped my lips as both dogs fucked me from either side, their need to release growing ever so abundantly.

It wasn’t long before I felt the twitch of the cock in my pussy before feeling the hot jets of cum start shooting into my already occupied womb. More and more I felt the hot jets of his doggy seed filling me with its wonderful warmth. The growl of satisfaction of breeding his bitch could be felt by the beast on my back which made my whole body quiver. In short time the cock in my mouth pushed forward and released its own torrent of cum straight down my throat, the hot cum filling my stomach and heating my insides. The soothing doggy jism slithered down my throat, coating it with the thick layer of cum that I had grown to love so much. Both dogs growled their appreciation of release into their practiced bitch. Duke slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth, dribbles of his cum lathering my tongue, making me moan as I savored the taste before swallowing it to join the rest of his first load. Lord, having finished pumping my pussy full of his cum, hopped down and turned around so that we were ass to ass, locked by his huge knot still embedded in my snatch. The “client” on the bed groaned his approval of the sight and laid back on the bed, preparing himself for the next event of the evening, stroking his own impressive-sized cock as he waited.

It was about ten minutes before Lord pulled hard, and with a loud pop, pulled his deflating knot from my cunt causing me to grunt from the sudden dislodging. Cum began to pour from my opened pussy, thankfully I had used the time we were knotted to position the large dog dish underneath me to catch it all. I pushed down and felt the flood of doggy cum dump out and splash into the waiting container. Finally it slowed and stopped, giving me my cue to hop onto the bed. The large man laying there held his massive cock straight up as I straddled over him, lowering myself and impaling onto his throbbing cock. I gasped, as I did every time, as the huge cock that even outdid his canines, spread my pussy hole open even more. Inch by inch I lowered myself onto him, feeling the huge member stretching me and filling me to the max. His large hands found my sensitive, long nipples and began pinching and tugging on them, causing them to begin leaking my milk. I felt his tongue swirl around each one, licking the milk from the tip and sucking in even more.

Soon I felt the base of his cock against the entrance to my wet cunt and began grinding around like I knew he enjoyed. Groans echoed in the room as I moved around and around, his cock firmly planted in my wet fuck hole. Moving my hips up and down slightly made me moan in turn with him as I felt so full. Another sharp command and both dogs were up on the bed, this time having switched positions. Lord now put his paws on my shoulders pushing his cock, still wet with my juices, into my mouth, slathering the combination of his cum and mine all over my mouth. Duke, on the other hand, jumped up onto the bed behind me and as he moved into position I felt the large hands of my “client” spreading my ass cheeks apart. With trained ease the beast slid his cock into position, poking at my already full cunt, slipping up until the head of his prick pushed at my asshole. Finding his target the Great Dane pushed his drool covered cock right into my ass making me gasp and groan as the feeling of both huge cocks filling me up made my head spin.

Moving in tandem, all three of my “lovers” thrust their hips, pumping into my mouth, my pussy, and my ass. My head spun more and more as wave upon wave upon wave of pleasure washed over me, my cunt dripping with wetness, my mouth drooling all over the cock inside it, and my ass squeezing the huge invader as they all pumped me more and more. I started getting dizzy from the constant onslaught of the three cocks just as I heard the large man grunt and fill my cunt with his own deposit of warm, gooey cum. Then Lord spewed his second load into my mouth, filling it up again and again as I swallowed down each jet of hot cum. Finally, Duke thrust into my ass, his large knot pushing my asshole open so much I thought it would rip me open right before dumping his own load into my bowels. Another minute of cum pumping into my holes and I could feel their cocks starting to soften and slide out.

As Duke pulled his cock out of my ass I scurried off the bed and squatted over the dog dish as I had done so many times before. Loads of cum spewed from both my holes as my pussy and ass drained into the waiting dog dish, filling it up almost all the way. The man slowly got up from the bed and stood in front of me, eagerly I leaned forward and took his softening cock into my mouth, carefully sucking all of my juices off of it. As I finished I turned and found Duke sitting patiently until I crawled over to him and took his cock into my mouth in turn. The taste of cum and ass spread over my tongue making me moan with pleasure as my used pussy quivered again. With all the cocks cleaned I went back to the dog dish and began lapping the mixture of cum, pussy juice, and ass until the bowl was finally empty, licking the last remnants up with careful precision.

The “client” grunted his approval and patted me on the head before whistling to his dogs who sat beside him waiting for their leashes to be reattached. As the familiar click of the leashes echoed in the room the man and his dogs quickly made their way out, leaving me alone in the room again. I quickly removed the costume and placed it back in the chest where I had gotten it from. A sigh of relief drifted from my lips as I peeled the outfit off my large belly and enormous tits, finally allowing them to breathe. The heaviness of my tits told me that I needed to milk soon but I would hold off depending on the next “client” due in that night. With my latest customer gone I was able to lay on the bed for a bit to regain my strength and lose myself in my thoughts again.

There had been many “training” sessions since then, each time I passed out they would leave me strapped to the chair. I wasn’t sure how long I had been out the last time but I was jolted awake by a sharp sting on the tip of my left nipple. The pain increased and I groaned as I felt the needle slip deeper and deeper into my breast. Finally it stopped but was held in place by a rather large suction cup. My mind didn’t linger too much on it as the same agonizing pain pierced my right nipple along with the searing of the needle pushing in and another large suction cup placed. The pain eased into a dull ache as I adjusted to the needles buried in my nipples. I heard one click and then another, followed by a the soft whirring sound of machines coming to life. With the device on my head I was unable to see anything except what they showed me on the twin screens and when they put the headphones on I wasn’t able to hear anything except what they pumped into my ears. Suddenly I felt the suction from the cups pulling at my chest. At the same time a warm sensation began pushing in at the site where the needles were embedded. More and more I felt the warmth spreading in my chest and at the same time the suction cups pulled more and more, some how making my chest grow.

The warm sensation in my chest became hotter and hotter, to the point that the pain was almost unbearable, my muffled screams from behind the ball gag in my mouth fell on deaf ears. My teeth clenching the gag so tight it made my jaw start to hurt. Not only was my chest getting hotter but it was becoming increasingly heavy too. I could feel myself leaning forward from the growing weight on my chest. Suddenly I heard the buzz again and another mantra began to eerily play into my ears. Men love big tits. You want big tits. You love your big tits. Over and over again this mantra repeated in my head with the steady buzzing in the background. At the same time the device covering my eyes came to life. Images of large breasted women, women milking their large breasts, men suckling the large breasts, and women hooked to milking machines flashed again and again on the twin screens over my eyes. I could feel my brain practically melting from the assault and my already diminished willpower gave way quickly. 

I had no idea how long I had been hooked up to the machine or how long I had been “spaced out”, but when I came to the first thing I noticed was that the suction cups and needles were no longer hooked up to my chest. Although the next thing I noticed was how heavy my chest started to feel. Suddenly the device on my head was lifted, making me squint my eyes until I was able to readjust to the light. My Master stood in front of me in his lab coat again, smiling down at me with a toothy grin. He then proceeded to tell me that he had made the first of many “adjustments” to me and as I looked down a shiver ran completely down my spine. In place of the once barely A cup breasts that I had were two huge DD tits, complete with long, thick nipples. The weight of my new breasts was apparent and he told me I would get used to it. Then he explained that he mixed bovine fat and human fat to inject into my chest to make it more natural although it did have some side effects. He told me this as he gave my left nipple a quick squeeze and pulled and to my shock a small stream of milk shot out from the tip. I couldn’t believe my eyes and my brain couldn’t wrap around my new “developments” except for a soothing voice in the back of my mind telling me to enjoy them and relish them. I knew there were going to be more “treatments” but didn’t know just how far I would be pushed into the depravity that I ended up in.

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The loud chime jolted me from my slumber. I’m not sure how long I had been asleep but the sudden pain and the heaviness of my breasts as I pushed myself up on the bed told me that they were very full and I needed to milk them soon. I slowly swung my legs around and feeling the cheap carpet of the room brought me back into my current reality. I rubbed my swollen belly subconsciously and could almost feel the baby residing in me shifting around with my hand. Feeling the life growing inside me made me happy and sad at the same time. I was happy to be able to bring another life into this world that would always be a part of me but sad that I would not be there to see it grow since as soon as it no longer needed my breast milk it would be taken away from me as all the others were.

I pushed those thoughts out of my head and moved over to the chest, opening the lid to see the outfit I would be wearing for my next “client”. As I peered into the open chest I was relieved and dismayed in similar fashion. In the chest was a latex floral dress, a matching pair of latex panties, and a pair of black high heels. I knew the outfit well and was relieved that I knew soon my breasts would be alleviated of the increasing weight of my rapidly producing milk, but I was dismayed because I also knew the other activities that I would have to partake in, which while not the worst things I have done were not my favorite.

I made my way to the shower and rinsed off quickly, knowing I was running short on time and not having to clean my insides. Drying off I donned the outfit, squeezing my large belly into the dress and making sure that my enlarged tits hung in the scarce top, my thick nipples sticking out. I pulled up the latex panties and felt them hug against my skin, just as the “client” would want. Another chime told me that he was close so I sit down at the vanity mirror and quickly, and quite expertly I might say, apply make-up to make me look sultry and “motherly” at the same time. No sooner had I finished and sat down on the edge of the bed I heard the click of the door handle being turned. 

The door opened and in stepped my next “client”, a rather robust fellow, not rotund but definitely had some extra pounds on him. He walked in carrying the same gym bag he always brought, dropping it in the chair before giving me a hug and calling me “mother”. As my full tits pressed against his chest I could feel their cry for release, a release they would soon receive thankfully. He walked over to the bag and proceeded to pull out various over-sized baby clothes, a onesie, a pacifier, a bonnet, and a diaper. He stripped down out of his clothes revealing the diaper he was currently wearing and I’m assuming had been wearing all day from the look of it. I walked over and helped him put on the onesie and the bonnet telling him what a big boy he was. He cooed and snuggled against me, his face burying between my engorged breasts.

I told him it was feeding time and took him by the hand to the bed. Sitting down on the edge I moved him around so that he was laying his head on my slowly shrinking lap. Pulling his head up I easily guided my nipple into his mouth and instantly felt him latch onto it, sucking the milk out again and again. Relief washed over me as the pain from the very full breast began to subside and fade. After a while of suckling on my left nipple I moved around to allow him access to my right which he greedily and happily suckled to his content. I couldn’t help the soft moans that escaped my lips as the weight from my milk sacs drained into my “baby’s” belly. Stroking his head and back I continued to tell him what a good boy he was and how proud he made mommy. Too soon I felt the emptiness of my breasts and my heart sank slightly with the understanding of the next task that would be at hand.

The man scooted around until he was laying in the middle of the bed, his legs slightly spread apart and his arms out to the sides. I reached out and placed the pacifier into his mouth and ran my fingernails lightly and slowly over his chest and down his body, rewarded with the slight shiver of his body. I reached the bottom of the onesie and pulled the snaps apart revealing the large diaper that I could tell was holding in quite a load. As I patted the diaper I exclaimed with practiced poise about how he looked like he needed to be changed. I pulled back the elastic straps of the diaper, lowering the front of it and as I did the strong, pungent smell of his “accident” filled my nostrils. A “normal” person would have been repulsed at the sight and smell in front of me but due to my “training” it sent a shiver of excitement down my spine and a smile broadening across my face. 

I tell him that it looks like he made a mess and that I need to clean it up. “Looking around” I would take notice that there were no wipes to clean up the mess, like there ever would be. Cooing at him and telling him he was getting to be such a big boy I scoop a handful of his excrement filling the diaper, bringing it to my nose to sniff it as he wanted me to do, and then taking it and, pulling the waistband out, drop the handful into the latex panties that I wore. Handful after handful I would scrape the diaper and then his ass, making sure to collect as much as I could and depositing it into my panties so that now they bulged slightly in the front and back with the newly added load. Looking at my shit covered hand I would smile at him as I wiped my hand over my breasts, covering each one in a smear film of his shit.

Once that was done I knew what came next and lower my face to his crotch, lifting his legs up so I could run my tongue all over his ass, in crack, and even in his hole, making sure that I got every little piece and streak of his poop. Pulling the diaper out from under him I would lower his legs and next work on cleaning his balls. Sucking each one into my mouth and making sure they were both cleaned as well. Next came the final part which required me to shift around so that he was able to reach my shit-loaded panties with his hand. I licked his hard cock with my tongue as I felt him squishing and pushing the shit around in my panties, pushing it against my wet cunt and between my cheeks, eliciting a moan from my full, plump lips. Wrapping those lips around his cock I took it all easily into my mouth, drooling as I began to bob up and down on his hard shaft. Faster and faster his would run and play with my poop filled panties telling me that he was getting closer and closer, and soon, with a grunt, pumping his warm, salty cum into my mouth, filling it with the delicious goo and making me moan even more. Feeling the shit pressing against my clit drove me wild and I felt him push his finger into the leg of my panties, pressing hard against my clit making me cum as well.

I lifted my head from his cock, careful to keep the cum in my mouth so that I could show it to him before swallowing it down. After swallowing his creamy load I lowered my head back to his cock taking it easily into my mouth. It wasn’t long before I heard him sigh and my mouth filled with the hot, salty stream of his piss, forcing me to swallow as my cheeks blew out from the amount. After about a minute of slurping down mouthful after mouthful of hot urine it finally slowed and I sucked the last drops from his depleted cock. Still dizzy from my hard orgasm I grabbed the new diaper and placed it under his ass, pulling the elastic straps into place to secure it. As soon as I was done he got up from the bed, looking at his shit covered fingers, smearing it on my cheeks before placing them in my mouth to suck clean. The strong taste of his shit smeared along my tongue and filled my nose as I sucked each finger clean to his satisfaction. Smiling at me he made his way back over to his bag and quickly got dressed in his normal clothes. It didn’t take him long before he was hurriedly making his way out of the room, closing the door behind himself, and leaving me once again alone in the cheap room.

I knew that there would be only one more “client” tonight and from the previous ones I was afraid of what was to come. I got up from the bed and carefully pulled the dirty latex dress up over my head. I set it carefully in the chest and made my way to the vanity. Sitting in the chair I felt the squishing of the poop still filling them and knew I needed to empty it into the bucket in the washroom. Looking at the mirror I saw that the man had scrawled the word “WHORE” across my face with the “O” being my mouth. I shook my head slightly and simply chuckled as I got up and walked into the wash room area. I squatted down as much as I could over the bucket and pulled the shit-filled panties down slightly, large chunks dropping out and falling into the bucket with a splosh. I scraped what I could and removed the panties carefully as not to make a mess on the tile floor. I pressed the button in the shower and rinsed them off as best I could before putting them in the chest as well, closing the lid shut.

I made my way back into the wash area and ran the shower over me, cleaning the filth off my face, my tits, my pussy, and my ass. As I finished I felt that I had enough time to lay down again as the days activities had really taken a toll on me. I wrapped my hair in the towel and waddled over to the bed, laying down on the cheap fabric and resting my head on the lumpy pillow. It didn’t take long for the darkness to swallow me up again and send me into some much needed sleep, but with the fading thoughts in my head my dreams became that of reoccurring memories tucked away in the back of my mind.

I wasn’t sure how long it had been since I was first taken and thanks to the constant hypnotic mantras pumped into my ears or flashing images displayed to me I didn’t even think about it. Lots of things had happened in that time and I honestly couldn’t even recognize myself if I tried. My breasts had been massively enlarged, my lips filled to be nice and plump, my body had a full hourglass shape due to the corset I would normally have to wear, my hair bleached and colored to a platinum blonde, and my body was slightly tanned to finish off the total bimbo look. My Master also explained that several procedures had been done to help me in my new endeavors like making my clit super sensitive, placing glands in my rectum that would cause it to secrete to make it wet when I was aroused, altering my vocal cords to give me the high-pitched bimbo voice, and constantly giving me fertility drugs to ensure that I would be fertile for a long time. The “training” I underwent was similarly extensive having to use various sized dildos and vibrators in my pussy, ass, and mouth so that no matter the size my body would easily accommodate it and even getting rid of my gag reflex. I also underwent other training to destroy any willpower or self-esteem that I might have so that I would obey any client that was presented to me. I was once thrown, naked, into an open septic tank to overcome my urge to vomit from the smell of piss, shit, or any other horrific substance that may be smeared on me, forced inside me, or that I might have to play with in order to satisfy the client.

I was able to sleep in a bed sometimes too, although most times I was in my cage or strapped to the milking machine with the hypnotic mantras and images constantly battering my senses. I had learned so much and my Master told me it was time for my final test. He gave me a box, which I opened eagerly, and inside was a sheer black teddy and high heels. I quickly placed the garment on and slipped into the heels, thanking my Master for the wonderful gift. He took my hand, led me out of the room, and down the hall. He stopped in front of another door and opened it, gesturing me to walk in. The room was dark but I could hear the sound of people shifting around. The door closed behind me casting me into total darkness before several spotlights came to life.

My eyes grew wide at the sight before me. There must have been 20-30 naked men all standing around and staring at me. Before I could move hands grabbed me, ripping the teddy off my body and began pushing me to the center of the room. Pushed to my knees I was surrounded by nothing but cocks and quickly I was put to work. One cock was shoved into my mouth and then another tried to slide its way in too, stretching my mouth and causing me to squeal in pain. A cock was placed in each and and I began stroking them slowly feeling the throbbing veins in my hands. The cocks were pulled out of my mouth just as quickly and I gasped for breath right before I was lifted up by a mass of groping hands. I felt them grabbing my tits, pulling on my nipples until I screamed, fingers probing my pussy and my ass making me grunt. I was lowered into a bed and soon there was a man below me although I didn’t get a good look at his face before a cock was shoved deep into my throat giving me full vision of the stomach of the man in front of me.

I felt my ass pushed down as the large cock of the man under me slid easily into my already wet pussy, shortly followed by a large cock pushing into my ass. Roughly the men fucked me, making me moan, grunt, squeal, and pant as they took turns fucking my mouth, my pussy, and my ass. Loads of cum filled my holes as the men would dump their cum inside me and move to allow another to take his place. I had lost count of how many men had fucked me and how many loads had filled me up by the time all the men were done. Loads and loads of cum dribbled out of my mouth, ass, and pussy, and pooled beneath me as I gasped for breath and tried to focus my eyes from the intense multiple orgasms I had just went through that left me limp and panting. The pain of my holes being stretched by omits then one cock at a time began to bring me back to center and helped me to focus slightly. 

Before I knew what was going on I was pulled off the bed and pushed to my knees on the floor. A large glass bowl was placed in my hands and positioned right below my huge tits. Suddenly a hot stream of acrid liquid splashed against my face and into my eyes causing me to close them. I opened my mouth to catch some of it but there was too much and it poured down my chest and into the bowl. Another stream hit me from the other side and another until I was constantly being pelted with stream upon stream of piss from multiple angles, all draining steadily into the rapidly filling bowl. The strong odor raising from the bowl hit my nostrils and made them flare, something clicking in my mind and causing me to shiver in anticipation.

Finally the streams died down and the bowl was taken from my hands allowing me to wipe my eyes quickly. I looked down and saw the bowl almost completely full of dark yellow piss and before I could say a word I felt a hand on the back of my neck pushing my face into the murky liquid. My mouth and nose quickly filled with the salty liquid and I knew that if I did not start drinking it that I would drown in it. I began sucking and slurping the liquid, feeling the warmth traveling down into my belly until the bowl was finally emptied, my stomach now bloated out from being full of piss and cum. Warily I lifted my head from the bowl and watched the remnants drip from the hair matted to my forehead. 

Still slightly dizzy from the events I didn’t even pay attention to the man stepping in front of me, spreading his ass open and launching a torrent of liquid shit onto my face and into my still open mouth. I gagged and vomited from the sudden onslaught and found myself pushed down into the mess I had created, feeling it smear all over my face and tits. Cum still oozed from my ass and my pussy which added to the pooling collection on the floor. Sobs emitted from me but I wasn’t sure if it was from what I had just endured or if I felt a sense of failure. I heard the men begin to scuffle off as I continued to lay in the smeared pool of filth growing under me. I heard clapping and lifted my head as much as I could to see my Master standing a little ways off, a large smile spread across his face. He walked over to me and told me I passed my test but that I would have to clean up the room before I was allowed to leave. Exhausted my head fell back down into the puddle and swept me into the darkness, a warm sense of accomplishment filled me as I laid there and a smile crept across my face as well.

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The final chime of the night brought me out of my much needed sleep and my eyes quickly adjusted to the darkened motel room. As I looked around I noticed the box beside the bed and knew immediately what that meant. My stomach churned and my heart sank at the thought of what was to come but somehow I could feel myself getting wetter with anticipation. I was definitely a weird feeling but one that I was more then used to. Thankfully I did not have to really do anything to prepare myself except to get into position and stay there until I was released from the device. Grudgingly I stood up from the bed, the increasing weight of my tits filling with milk again became apparent. I rubbed my belly again thinking that it wouldn’t be too much longer until I brought this life into the world which always made me smile.

I laid on my back in front of the box, lining up with the hole cut in the base of it. Sliding up I positioned the tube and mask over my mouth and nose and attached the straps behind my head, making sure they were nice and snug. I laid my head down on the pillow just as I heard the final chime to let me know that the event would soon be starting. The inside of the box was complete darkness so the only thing I could do was to listen intently to the things around me. I heard the door creak open and the scuffling of boots into the room. I heard the clop clop as they walked past me and into the wash room area. A grunt notified me that this person was at least satisfied with what they had found. Then the boots shuffle towards me and I heard the district click and creak of the lid of the box opening up. I knew from experience what would be seen which was a toilet seat with a hole leading into a tube which was connected to my mouth and nose.

I head the rattle of the bucket and then the sloshing sound of its contents being poured into the hole. I braced myself for the sudden onslaught of vile, nasty, filthy substances as they quickly assaulted my mouth and nose. The nasty contents filled my mouth entirely and pushed into my nose, cutting off my breathing unless I swallowed quickly. With practiced ease I managed to swallow mouthful after mouthful of the putrid substances, my belly filling with its own vile contents. As soon as I could I blew the remains out of my nose to be able to breathe a little easier. No sooner had I done that I heard the creak of the person sitting down onto the seat, a sigh of relief followed by a torrent of hot, acrid piss filled my mouth again. Again I swallowed as fast as I could to be able to maintain my breathing, knowing that if I stopped it could kill me. 

A loud, wet fart echoed into the hole and the noxious smell assaulted my nose. A normal person would be revolted by this but somehow I found myself stimulated and excited, my pussy become wetter and wetter with each humiliated and degrading thing. The person on the seat grunted and I heard the distinct sound of a turd being pushed out from their rectum. It wasn’t long before I found myself correct and a rather large, heavy turd fell directly into my mouth, forcing me to chew it rather then be able to just swallow it. Quickly I chewed it, the shit smearing all over my lips, nose, and tongue as I ingested the foul human waste. Another grunt followed by yet another turd and another, each one chewed and swallowed in its own time. As the person finished I heard the seat creak again and suddenly felt sharp pain on my tits as they began slapping them back and forth, heat building from the area told me that there would be red marks left where their hands made contact with me. I whimpered again and again as the assault on my large tits continued, stopped only when my nipples were pulled or yanked.

When they were satisfied I heard the creak of the seat as they stood up and fixed their pants. As they started towards the door I heard the person stop and then felt an intense pain as they proceeded to kick me straight in my pussy cause me to yelp from the sudden onslaught. Tears welled up in my eyes from the brutal pain I had just endured and my stomach gurgled from the vile contents that now inhabited it. It wasn’t long before I heard more scuffling as more people entered the room to use the available rest room. The same routine continued, people either pissing in the hole, shitting in the hole, vomiting into the hole after drinking too much, jerking off and shooting their load into the hole, or even a combination of the events. More and more I could feel my stomach filling until I felt I couldn’t hold anymore. Some people that came in would smack my tits, some would smack my wet pussy, and others would even stick things inside me like fingers, dildos, or whatever they could find. They could do whatever they wanted to me as long as they did not  jeopardize the life that I carried. I knew this was the rule and I held onto it as tightly as I could.

Thankfully the constant use and abuse slowed to a stop and I heard the last pair of shoes scuffle into the room. I heard the clicking of the locks that held the box closed and what little light there was flooded in as the upper portion of the box was lifted. Staring down at me was my Master with a large smile on his face beaming down at me. He told me I did a great job today and as he undid the straps around my head he told me to wash up good and get some sleep. I slowly got up, my stomach churning and gurgling with the rancid contents still brewing around inside me. I made my way to the washroom and into the stall. I pushed the tube into my ass and pussy and hit the button. Water sprayed down on me from above and I felt the warm liquid coursing through my insides. As it finished I squatted over the hole in the floor where the toilet should be and expelled out the liquids that had been pushed inside me. Turning around I stuck my finger down my throat and proceeded to retch and gag and finally began vomiting up the vile contents of my stomach. It took a bit but I had finally gotten most of it up. Wiping my mouth with my hands I liked off the remnants and stood up, waddling my way to the bed. I laid down on the cheap mattress and let the darkness take me, wondering what would be in store for me tomorrow. A buzzing sound echoed in the room and the welcoming steady mantra repeated itself again and again as I drifted off to sleep. I AM A WHORE. I LOVE BEING A WHORE. I WILL ALWAYS PLEASE NY CLIENTS. The words echoed in my brain and took root in my thoughts, pushing out anything else that may have been there. I loved my life and I never wanted it to change. At least I think I do.