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Tom and Joyce ? The Early Days
As Tom watchedthe last of Watson Watson's ten-inch cock bury itself between the welted cheeksof his wife, Joyce, who was bound spread-eagle fashion to the bed, he thoughtabout the first time he had ever laid eyes on her. You talk about a mess. Thatwas Joyce.
He had beeninvited to a sorority pledge event to check out the new meat. Although no scholar,Tom was well known on campus thanks to his impressive cock and his naturaltalent for using it. He'd gone down to the basement to get rid of some beerwhen he saw Joyce. The girl was naked and tightly tied to a block of wood withher head hanging over the edge. Two enormous vibrators were churning away insideher cunt and asshole. Her mouth was wedged open with a fixture liberated fromthe dental department. Three guests stood around the mousy brunette, directingtheir streams of piss into her open mouth. Tom elbowed his way into the circleand directed his used beer into the girl's eyes, which were taped open. Itwas almost impossible for the pledge to avoid the stinging stream he playedover her face. He even managed to shoot some up her nostrils, forcing her togag. When he was done, Tom zipped up and went about his business, leaving thegirl to the tender mercies of the line of guys waiting to use her as a urinal.
The nextday Tom got a call from one of the pledge mistresses who asked him to meetwith her to discuss a problem that they were having with a pledge. It turnedout to be Joyce, who just happened to be the daughter of retired general NailsNorton, one of the most famous graduates of the college. To add to the problem,her mother was a former member of the very sorority that she was attemptingto join. In fact Mrs. Norton had been the sorority's sergeant at arms as wellas its pledge mistress during her senior year. A legend in her own right, theformer Gwen Goodbody made no bones about the fact that she went both ways andhad bedded down with all of the attractive, lesbian sorority girls, and nearlyhalf the male faculty, in many cases their wives as well. It was even rumoredthat Gwen had been the secret sex slave-lover of the Dean of Women.
? Joyce's not smart enough to be a nerd, and she's not pretty or well-builtenough to be a sorority playgirl. We've got a full quota of pledges that wereally want; some of them even go both ways, another thing that Joyce doesn'tdo. What we need is someone to take her off our hands so to speak.? Tomscratched his head and grunted. ? Why not just kick her ass out onto the streetand hope she goes away? ?
? No can do, her dad is too well connected and mom would raise holyhell. We need some way to make her leave voluntarily,? said the girl. Tom'sface lit up and he slapped his knee. ? I've got it! Turn her into the sororityfuck pig. Volunteer her for every keg party on campus. Put her phone numberon every men's room wall in town, and make sure she answers every call. Tellher its part of her initiation. If she doesn't obey, you have grounds for notpledging her.?
The pledge mistress' face broke into a huge smile. ?Tom, you may havesaved my ass and as a reward you are going to get as much of it as you canhandle for the next two weeks.? Tom grinned and grunted happily. ? I'll beexpecting you and that hot little freshman friend of yours over at my placetonight for a nice threesome. I hear the little sweetie goes both ways, andI want to make sure of that personally.?
In theory it was a good idea, but in practice Joyce's execution left a greatdeal to be desired. In essence, Joyce was a rotten fuck. Couple that with hersmall tits that already had some sag in them, her broad and less than firmass, the ring of flab that circled her midsection and the fact that she didn'tknow what function a razor provided for a girl, and you did not have a sightthat excited most men. Add to that her mousy brown hair that was cut short,her lack of makeup and the plastic frame glasses she peered out at the worldthrough, and she did not make a pretty picture. Even the sorority lesbianswouldn't do anything with her unless they were absolutely desperate. Once moreit was Tom to the rescue.
He took over Joyce's career as the campus punchboard in exchange for the servicesof a sorority nerd for his grades and a playgirl for his personal needs. Onething Tom was able to figure out about Joyce; this mousy girl was perfectlysubmissive. She bowed down to authority, possibly the result of being broughtup by a strong willed woman and a military disciplinarian for a father. Onceshe was convinced that Tom was the boss, she'd do his bidding, no matter whatit was. He got the pledge mistress to ask Joyce's mother to tell her that Tomwas to be obeyed as if he were her father. When that happened, he had Joycejust where he wanted her. As they say, the rest was history.
He made the frat guys an offer they could not refuse, Joyce would befree and almost anything went provided they dragged what was left of her assback to the sorority house whenever they got through with her. The only requirementwas that she had to be able to physically attend her classes if she was entertainingduring the week at private frat parties. To broaden her sexual horizons, healso arranged for Joyce to provide the entertainment at the weekly VFW postmeeting, the bi-weekly UWL (United World Lesbians) celebration, and the monthlymeeting of the local senior citizens social club. It turned out those old folksreally knew how to party. More than once he had to get Joyce to the schoolinfirmary after a meeting with the seniors because she had been used so hardthat she didn't know who she was.
Tom supervised a complete makeover for Joyce, giving the girl a tramp-slutlook that matched the pros that trolled for cock down town. She got contacts,a new do including streaked hair, learned to pile on the lipstick and makeupand most importantly got a new wardrobe. The new Joyce wore pushup bras, andtight bikini panties. Her tops were sheer to show off the black lace that cuppedher sagging tits. She wore white capris that were a size too small, revealingthe bikini panty line to all who weren't staring at her bare stomach whichwas always marked with lipstick announcing such information as which fraternitykeg party she would be attending, how many men she had serviced at the lastone, and the total number of times she had been fucked since becoming the sororityfuck pig. To complete her outfit she wore fuck-me pumps with lace anklets.
Except for the frats every other organization had to pay Tom an agent'sfee. Since Joyce was not getting anything for her considerable expenditureof energy, the groups could hardly complain about paying Tom for his trouble.Strange as it may seem, Joyce developed into a cult favorite on campus. Thefrats vied with each other to see who could do the most damage to her. To keepeverything on the up and up they took to taping the action as she was mercilesslyfucked to a frazzle and subjected to all manner of punishments and humiliationsfor her tramp-like behavior. Tom made an arrangement with a private companyto export these tapes to the Far East where they proved to be best sellers.Joyce received a number of offers to come to Japan so that she could be gangbangedand humiliated by experts. Tom started thinking about making a tour duringthe summer. Not only would he profit handsomely, probably he could get lotsof Japanese pussy as well. The future looked bright.
One thing that Joyce proved to be very good at was getting pregnant. The sheernumber of spurting cocks she was handling overwhelmed the birth control pillsshe took. Ever the idea man, Tom turned that to his advantage. Firsthe made arrangements with the school's medical department to use Joyce as asubject when the med students were taught to perform abortions. This revolutionaryapproach to campus medicine made him even more famous. During a typical yeardozens of young ladies were usually in need of this costly, time-consumingprocedure. Now thanks to Joyce's example they could avail themselves of studentpractitioners for next to nothing and remain on campus as well.
Then he used her condition to create even greater rivalries betweenthe frats. He found out that the actual date of conception could be accuratelyknown. This information came from one of the randy senior citizens who wasan expert in fertility. Armed with this knowledge, once Joyce became pregnant,usually an every other month occurrence, he had her draw an arrow pointingtoward her belly and the words ? Alpha-Phi-Gamma (or whatever fraternity wasresponsible) Bastard on Board ?. This caused a sensation on campus. Tom thenarranged to have the rest of the frat houses take turns trying to unfuck Joyce.For this contest he charged a one hundred dollar fee and had Joyce strictlysupervised while she was gangbanged by the biggest, baddest studs on campus.When the word got out, the townies wanted a piece of the action as well. Itreally got insane when the senior citizens' club, the UWL and the VFW alsodemanded to be included. When the faculty fielded a team, Tom knew that hisship had come in.
It got even better when one bastard to be somehow resisted the merciless assaultsJoyce's cunt absorbed over the next few weeks. She now wore the words ?StillAlive and Kicking? in lipstick on her stomach for all to see every morningwhen she attended classes. Her tally of sex partners and total number of fuckswas now listed in smaller print lower down on her belly.
Tom decreed that she restrict access to her cunt, but continue to buildher reputation as the campus champion fuck pig by providing more anal sex.To make sure that no one bothered the pumpkin seed she'd swallowed, he hadJoyce wear a custom made chastity belt designed and built by the school's engineeringdepartment. To express his appreciation he let the entire design and productionteam fuck Joyce's asshole during one of her free nights.
He had hundreds of sweatshirts made up either supporting or insultingJoyce for being the trampy slut he had created. They sold like hotcakes. Heeven got a company to make a cheap version of her chastity belt and sold themfor big bucks. That item got so popular that he actually franchised it to dozensof other schools. Tim was raking in the bucks like he couldn't believe.
With the help of a few of the sorority nerds Tom started to put out a weeklyversion of Joyce's Journal, providing all the intimate details of the campuspunchboard's sex life. Each installment featured pictures of Joyce having sexwith all sorts of people; frat boys, senior citizens, lesbians of all ages,as well as interviews with studs who'd fucked her, lesbians who had punishedher for giving their sex a bad name, faculty members who either called forher expulsion or rehabilitation and students expressing their thoughts on whatshould be done about Joyce. This became a huge moneymaker and soon wasbeing circulated throughout the nation's campuses. Joyce got so famous thata number of the girlie magazines tried to get her to pose nude for them. Joycewas made an honorary member of dozens of swing clubs, all of whom volunteeredto have her as the guest fuck pig whenever she was available. Tom had createda monster.
Joyce's status with the sorority members was raised significantly as her fameand stomach began to grow. She took a number of lovers from seniors to frosh,mostly nerds. Often she would sleep with a pair of sorority sisters,wearing only a pair of handcuffs, servicing one while the other in turn servicedher, then reversing the roles as the night wore on. She indulged her masochisticstreak as well, especially enjoying being punished and humiliated by the nerdsin the sorority. Joyce claimed that she never took a douche or enema that shedidn't enjoy, and the nerds delighted in attempting to make her recant herstatement.
One night a chance comment made by one of the sorority nerds who had a thingfor Joyce and used a custom designed dildo on her asshole every chance shegot, triggered off another idea in Tom's wildly gyrating brain. The nerd hadmentioned that Joyce was beginning to thin down because of all the fuckingshe was getting. She said it was too bad that instead of tightening up Joyce'sbody, it just made her saggier. A light went off in Tom's head. This time itwas the department of Physiology who rose to the occasion. A specialproject was formed, staffed by the brightest students and professors, to reconstructJoyce's body. The thought of undergoing the kind of procedures they were consideringdid not make Joyce happy, but that was her problem.
So here she was, just turned nineteen three months ago, now pregnant,and in a variety of lesbian relationships. Add to that Joyce was in dangerof failing all of her courses despite the fact that she was having sex regularlywith most of the teaching assistants plus one professor and his wife. Finallyher career as the campus punchboard, flaunting her promiscuity by tallyingall the men that had fucked her to date, many thousands, as well as a closeestimate of the number of times she had been fucked, many more thousands, hadtotally ruined whatever reputation she originally had. Now Joyce was aboutto undergo an experimental procedure that would cause her to suffer prolongedperiods of pain.
It was enough to make a young girl want to run home to mother, exceptin Joyce's case that meant also running home to father. The prospect of hangingnaked from a beam in the cellar while the General removed the skin from largeareas of her unprotected body with a variety of implements ranging from hisstudded belt to that nasty whippy bamboo cane she knew all too well, made hershiver with dread.
Tom insisted that they significantly enhance the floppy pancakes that passedfor her breasts, now too large for a 35A-cup bra, but too small for a B-cup.? Iwant you to pump those puppies up to at least a 40DD.? Tom kept demanding.The professors argued that Joyce didn't have enough skin to allow her breaststo be expanded to beyond 38C. Then a graduate student claimed that by usinga radical procedure to first increase the size of her breasts to 38C and thenusing hormones to greatly increase her ability to lactate, a set of 38DDs wasvery possible.
The only problem, and it was a big one, was that Joyce had to be pregnantduring the lactation phase of the procedure. She estimated that it would takeat least two months before she would be able to begin the hormone injections,and it would take at least another two months to complete full development.At this point it would be possible to abort Joyce without causing any changein her enhanced breasts. Unfortunately Joyce was already two months gone. Performingan abortion almost into the third trimester was a daunting task. There wasalso another problem; her stomach, thighs, hips and even her ass would havealso begun to change, undoing any efforts to reshape the rest of her body.
? No problem? Tom exclaimed. ?We let the medical people abort Joyce now. ThenI'll have her knocked up just before the hormone treatments start. By the timeshe's a 38DD Joyce will only have been pregnant for a couple of months. Thenwe give her another abortion and she's ready to go.? Once more Joycewas in debt to Tom, who was looking better and better to her. Tom seemed tobe the only guy who wasn't interested in fucking her. For this Joyce was verygrateful. Unfortunately the poor cow thought that was because he was developingsome respect for her. The real reason couldn't be further from her naive belief.
After a quick visit to the Medical Department, Joyce was ready to be reshaped.The process involved first suctioning all the fat from the region to be changed,then replacing it with micro-beads of silicone, which could easily be contouredby means of high frequency radiation. Each section could be shaped in threedays, the only side effect being severe bruising caused by the bead injectionsand subsequent contouring. To Tom, this was a very small price to pay for Joyce'snew body. He also suggested that more than one area of her body be reshapedin each procedure in order to save time. ? What's a little pain compared tothe hot new body she's going to have when this is all done? I'll bet I canget double the price for her services once this is done.? Tom said in urgingthem to consider this approach.
Tom made sure that Joyce continued to entertain the ?troops?, as he describedthose who used her body. He had his friends in the Engineering Department designand build a breast protector for her. Naturally they had to test the finishedproduct and after gangbanging Joyce for an entire evening they pronounced thedesign to be a success. A much more complicated design was developed to protectJoyce's stomach, thighs, hips and ass, while still leaving her best featuresavailable for use.
The poor girl was in constant pain from the continuous reshaping process. Tosave money they were now operating on her with only a local anesthetic, dependingon the straps to keep her stationary while the fat was sucked from her bodyand replaced with silicone beads. Joyce was taking more than a dozen aspirinsa day in an attempt to block the continuous pain that wracked her body. Ittook a little more than six weeks for them to complete her breast reconstruction.She was now a quarter inch shy of being a 38C. She was also the possessor ofa set of very sore black and blue breasts, a condition that would take a monthto disappear.
In a week they would know if the sperm-rich semen that had been drenchingJoyce's ovaries for the last three weeks had produced the desired effect. Nearlyforty guys had teamed up on this project, refraining from ejaculating for aweek to build up their sperm count. These volunteers had supplemented the steadypounding her cunt had been getting at the twice-weekly keg parties, variousclub meetings and student-teacher conferences she attended. Even the UWL womenhad gotten into the spirit, collecting sperm from various sources and usinga turkey baster to inseminate Joyce with tens of millions of little swimmers.
If Tom knew what the lesbians at the sorority house were doing to Joyce behindhis back, he would have had apoplexy. The more militant dykes were bound anddetermined to prevent Joyce from becoming pregnant. This was fine with her,and so she kept quiet about what she was enduring every night. They douchedher with triple strength spermicidal solution, using a series of diaphragmsto hold the fiery liquid within the entire length of her vagina. Her uteruswas aspirated nightly with a powerful high-speed pump. Joyce took double dosesof the most powerful birth control pill that the Medical Department stocked.She also took birth control injections along with male hormones. The lattercaused some consternation with the team working on reshaping her body. Theycould not understand why her newly formed breasts were shrinking and her pubichair was returning despite the painful electrolysis procedures she had enduredto prevent just such an occurrence. Finally a time-release spermicide was implantedwithin her uterus as a last line of defense against the army of wiggling spermthat blindly headed upstream inside her well-fucked cunt.
Despite all the efforts of the militant sorority lesbians Joyce became pregnant.Not only was she knocked up, she was carrying a yet to be accurately determinednumber of fetuses. It is said that a number of lesbians went straight whennews of Jill's miraculous pregnancy was announced. It is also a fact that withinweeks, as news of her triumph over the gods of sterility circulated, womencame from thousands of miles away to rub Joyce's belly in hopes of conceiving.Naturally Tom was quick to take full advantage of this new money making capabilitythat Joyce possessed. It is also whispered that Tom was mainly responsiblefor this miracle, having planted a mole within the ranks of the militant lesbians.This double agent was said to have compromised almost all the efforts thatwere made to prevent Joyce from conceiving.
In point of fact, all's well that ends well. Joyce got her new body and wentback to work as the campus punchboard, a legend in her own right. Tom continuedto manage her career. With the passage of time a closeness developed betweenthem resulting in a union that continues to this day despite a few jogs inthe path to true happiness. These jogs will be the subject of future installmentsif the muse kicks the author in the slats often enough to get his attention.
Cheryl
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