Word travels fast throughout Ideal Nation and the Dead Lands about the video that has been
going viral of the idol, Bambii, giving fellatio to someone on what seemed to
be an elevator. It was discussed on the news and the remaining radio stations,
and almost everyone found out what was happening with Bambii. Throughout that
night, there had been pictures shown of her in erotic positions that would make
any lonely fanboy bust a nut just by seeing it. The man's face is never shown
besides his tattoos, so many in the Dead Lands cannot tell who it is. They keep
their mouths shut, fearing getting more than a warning from Cult the Cursed
Stalker . However, that became difficult when Bambii's Father AKA Big
Boss, came to the Dead Lands to not only find his daughter;
but also beat the man who laid hands on his daughter senselessly. After
all, Big Boss already had someone in mind to marry her, someone with a bigger
following and a higher salary, and this put a damper on his plans. He needed to
salvage this before any offspring from that bastard happened to be born. That's
why he sent out his boys as he had many allies in many parts of the world so it
was easy to find a hotel but no one was in the room as it seemed that both of
them had already checked out that very same night. Next, they went to Cult's
apartment which was filled with pictures of Bambii from different places that
she's been, but also pictures that had cut out guy faces just to put Cult's
picture beside hers. Hell, there was even a mural of Bambii in the form of a
portrait painted by someone. Big Boss didn't believe that his daughter had this
type of stalker, literally buying any product or any merchandise that was on
the line; even the torso-accurate sex doll that was destroyed 30 times over,
worse was the fact he purchased 30 different dolls that were now literally
melted from the inside for some reason. "Trash this piece of shit and burn
it to the ground, I'll pay the damages just as long as the landlord does not
allow him back. He won't be living long anyway…" They all agreed knowing
how the big boss cared about his daughter and anyone who even dared to lay a
hand on her would be a fool to dare cross this man of all people. Bambii's last
boyfriend was so scared he broke up with her for a stupid reason but that's how
most of her relationships end anyway. Which was why she ran away… "You
stupid daughter of mine, where have you gone to?" Big Boss thought to
himself while lighting a cigar and putting it in his mouth, taking a slow drag
while looking up at the green sky.
Meanwhile on the
other side of the Dead Lands there once was Las
Vegas, Nevadanow called Lust Vegas , it's a cesspool filled with
incubus and succubus all over the place. Next to the psychos from an
apocalyptic standard. Not to mention wild animals and some with higher
intelligence than one would believe. Truly a change of scenery and a better
view of the Dead Lands as Cult and Bambii were in the penthouse suite sweet of
a Hotel/Casino called Gold Pole. Okay, it was also once a strip club, but a
high-class establishment! The power still worked so the two of them ended up
staying there to begin streaming as today was day one.
"Like, do I need to, like,
wear this cutie?" Bambii questioned from the bathroom as the camera and
green screen were all set up; Including a game system that Cult found in the
casino that could be used for the marathon of a three-day stream along with
other things. "Of course, it's not like it's the first time you have bunny
ears on your streams." Cult replied with a cheerful voice as he wanted to
see Bambii reveal what she was wearing while he was lying down nearly
naked, "I know but—" And just like that Bambii came out of the
bathroom, wearing a pink cheetah print top and bottom with bunny ears; makeup
all done, especially her lips, along with pink elevator heels. "Don't you
think it's a bit, like, much?"
Bambii questioned with
worry on her face, hoping her fans wouldn't hate this new look of hers, despite
still having her new earrings that looked similar to her old ones but with real
platinum gold, new lipstick, and Magic makeup. "You look beautiful, for
the bunny hop because right now you only have a minute." Cult said
honestly since for a second he talks like a human being which threw Bambii off
as her cheeks blushed at how cute he looked just now, "Oh,
Thanks," Bambii looked away playing with her hair then looked at the clock
saying that it was almost time so she got on top of Cult and started straddling
the head of his cock while the green screen made it look like she was in her
room. But before the 7-second mark, Cult pulled a fast one and pulled Bambii
down making 14 inches go deep inside her fertile warm and pressing up against
her stomach, Bambii moaned loudly that the entire city of Lust Vegas could hear
her. A lot of people in the chat turned in but they were shocked to see Bambii
not like herself with her tongue out with a look on her face as if she
swallowed something while twitching. "Go on, say hello to your fans." Just like
that, Cult thrusted inside her which made Bambii feel like she was going to be
sent to heaven just by a single thrust that made her squirt. "Hey~~ Cuties"
Bambii was trying so hard to keep a straight face while being in this
embarrassing position, while constantly feeling a 14-inch black cock constantly
ramming into her stomach and nearly lifting her off the bed. Bambii could barely
draw, let alone play video games without feeling the need to climax. She could
barely think straight; but to make matters worse Cult was wearing a belt on his
cock to keep himself from climaxing and a cock ring, but every time Bambii had
to cut the stream short to climax, Cult would add another ring till his entire
cock was lined up with multiple rings. It had been going on for hours and
Bambii could barely concentrate. "It's not over yet you cock loving bimbo
slut, I want to climax inside but I don't think you want that."
Cult kept going harder and
faster as the stream ended and many people could see that something was
different. In the meanwhile, Bambii was doing the bunny hop on Cult, wishing he
would just cum already as a stream had gone on for hours. Her womb was throbbing
and trying to pull the cock in deeper. "Just admit it, if you don't I'll
just have to keep going!" Cult's words were almost foreign to Bambii, she
had never met a man that could last this long and still be willing to keep
going until he was satisfied. She truly couldn't understand why she was feeling
like this, but it turned on all the same. The way that he moved & the way
that he was able to dominate her like this was almost poetically lewd. Cult
made it clear, HE WAS MADE TO FUCK BIMBOS LIKE BAMBII ! With her makeup smudged and pussy feeling as if it was being
stretched and pulled like taffy. "Please release it, like, release your
cum inside me! I wanna cum hard, I don't care, get me pregnant!" Cult
smiled wickedly and removed the belt leading to his cock growing to full mass
and girth which made Bambi call out like a lioness in the wild. "As you
wish!" Bambii didn't know what kind of monster she had unleashed but Cult
began pounding away at her like a ragdoll, even making her accidentally turn
the camera back on without the filter. Leaving Bambii visibly exposed, her top
was undone which revealed her hardened nipples and even looked like she was
getting railed. They couldn't see the man's face but they could see Bambi being
railed by a man with long legs and big balls the size of apples. "Take it,
Bimbo!" Cult said and bringing her ear while making sure that he didn't
get caught by the camera and held her so he could slam her down taking all of
them inside of her making sure that she took every last drop. Bambii's stomach
inflated while she squirted on the camera— ending the stream…. "Dad is
going to kill, like, me…" When Cult heard that come out of Bambii's mouth
he knew that there was more going on but he loved a good chase so he made up a
plan. "Dad huh.." Cult said in a wicked tone of voice letting his
tongue leak off the end of the bed and drip onto the floor like thick milk.
Meanwhile, Big Boss was
furious watching the entire stream while being driven to where the two of them
were located. However, by the time Big Boss and his gang got there, they were
already too late. Even worse, it was night and they were on succubus and incubus
breeding territory. Big Boss and his group tried to escape but they were
outnumbered even though they tried to see him. I'm scared but the looks in
those women and men's eyes were piercing. "I know you're looking for a
human male and female but they already left, but the man that you would be
coming and even allowed all of us to have our fun with all of you."
The gang was shaking to
the bone as the smell lingered in the air causing many of them to get wet or
have erections, including Big Boss himself. That very night was filled with
lustful desires and multiple climaxes. No one was able to leave the town until
the sun came up.
By Day 2, Bambii was on a
leash being walked in broad daylight in what used to be Florida. People still
live there along with a few demons and believe in the night prey laws, but Cult
didn't care as he needed more money for gas and he wanted to make a statement
that this woman was his… But her mouth on the other hand could be of use so
with her leash came a sign around her neck saying "Mouth Pussy for 20 Gold
Coins" . Bambii was extremely embarrassed while being recorded by many
people and Cult. Surprisingly it still turned her on knowing that others were
watching her and seeing her most vulnerable state; she was even getting wet
just by being recorded and having pictures taken. She loved it even though none
of the people wanted to be involved in this but too many were seduced by her
lustful body. Suddenly, an orc walked up to them, in an officer's attire for
the demon king police. "I'm gonna need you to come with me," The
officer took the two of them away as people thought that the officer was going
to take them to the dungeon or execute them by the order of the demon king,
well that was supposed to happen at least. Within the forest outside of the
forgotten city, the orc officer was fucking Bambii's mouth with his 7-inch cock
that smell like horse manure and heavy sweat, but for some reason, it turned
her on just by the foul odor. Not to mention how rough he was being with her as
he started venting about his problems while looking down upon
Bambii, "Take this cock you human bitch! This city is so tight that I can
barely even get laid but thanks to your friend over there, he brought a little
variety to the city. More than I can see from my Mrs, bitch barely even sucks
my dick let alone let me fucker." Cult watched with jealousy and envy as
Bambii was his but he had to stay calm. Watching the police look on Bambi's
face experiencing what she had always wanted me to feel almost enraged as if an
aura of jealousy was circling him. Cult's heart was pounding like a growl from
a grizzly and his teeth were grinding against one another, as he was truly
ready to attack but then Bambii dripped from both holes from the tantalizing
sensation that caused her to gag and drool on this big green disgusting cock. This
was the distraction Cult needed…. While the orc officer was fucking Bambii's
mouth with feral heat, "Fuck I'm gonna cum already, I wanna blow my load in
your fat—"
{Time Stop Curse!!}
After those words were
spoken, the orc was frozen in place, and Bambii was frozen too but Cult was
extremely excited as he shoved his cock deep inside of her, unleashing his rage
and fury with every unmarried thrust. "You fucking bastard trying to
dominate my woman and think that I'm just gonna stand and watch you do your
business well fuck you and fuck this state of heading creatures like you! I'm
going to fuck my woman like this so by the time the curse is broken she's going
to feel every single thrust as if she's going stir-crazy!! HAHAHAHA!!! " Cult was truly having a mental breakdown as he
pounded away at every one of Bambii's holes, putting her in multiple positions
while making sure that throughout this entire time, it is recorded on video but
blowing out his face by using his cursed magic so he wouldn't be noticed. Once
the night was nearly upon them, Cult decided to break the curse. With a snap of
his fingers, Bambii nearly bit the orc's cock off when she felt like 100 big
cocks entered her body, climaxing multiple times. Cult laughed at the fact that
the orc was crying in pain taking his bleeding cock out of Bambii's now blue
lips but she didn't suspect what happened next. "Oh my gosh, like, what
happened?" Bambii thought as she could barely move her mouth let alone lips,
feeling confused and full then collapsing as cum was spewing out of her. Cult
loved to see Bambii on her hands and knees trying to figure out what had
happened but he couldn't admire her for too long so Cult came up with a permanentidea. He grabbed a hold of one of Bambii's hands and slipped a
black ring on her ring finger. { "With this ring, you are cursed
with my spawn." }
By the third day, Bambii's
follower count had surpassed even her wildest expectations, skyrocketing thanks
to a flurry of pictures, videos, and shorts that had captured her
transformation. Meanwhile, her father, known as Big Boss, faced an unending
streak of bad luck as he desperately sought to locate his daughter and the
enigmatic Cult. Thankfully, a reliable source finally provided a lead, and he
rushed to the last known whereabouts of the two.
Upon arrival, Big Boss
was greeted by the sight of a twisted, demonic church that emanated an
overpowering stench he couldn't quite comprehend. As he stormed inside with his
loyal friends, they were met with a shocking spectacle: Bambii was on a leash,
wearing a hauntingly beautiful wedding dress that accentuated her every curve.
Milk dripped down from the fabric's breast area, her lips appeared impossibly
seductive, and her hair cascaded down in flowing waves, giving her an almost
ethereal appearance. Surrounding her was a circular congregation of cloaked
figures, all shrouded in darkness, who gave the atmosphere an unsettling
weight. Big Boss stood frozen, completely taken aback. Just three days had
passed since he lost track of his daughter, and now she was caught in the
throes of an unholy marriage to this abominable figure, Cult, who sported an
all-black suit that added to his menacing presence. As their eyes met, Cult
nonchalantly remarked, "Nice of you to join us… Dad," a clear taunt
that made Big Boss's blood boil.
In response to Cult,
Bambii grinned seductively, her broken gaze locking onto her groom. With a
desire that seemed otherworldly, she pulled him closer, kissing him deeply,
their tongues entwined. Rage simmered within Big Boss as he confronted the
nightmarish scene, the only words escaping his lips were a thunderous, "GET
THAT SON OF A BITCH!!" This ignited a full-blown melee within the
church. Chaos erupted as tables were overturned and cloaks swirled around in a
frenzy of movement, while Bambii perched confidently on a throne beside Cult, a
wicked smile adorning her face. "I just love weddings, don't you?"
she exclaimed, her voice laced with a twisted delight as she watched the
madness unfold around her.
The aftermath of that
fateful day unfolded like a grim tapestry woven from threads of pain and
violence. Cult endured unimaginable torment, each moment of suffering seared
into the very fabric of his soul. The memory that haunted him most was the
relentless fury on Big Boss's face, a tempest of parental rage that fueled a
savage torrent of beatings. With every strike, Cult felt the weight of his
existence crumble further, as if that wrath was a physical embodiment hell-bent
on obliterating him. Surrounding this horrific tableau were the fervent Bible
Thumpers, their voices rising in a cacophony of desperate prayers, hoping to
cast out the dark curse that ensnared Cult. They seemed oblivious to the agony
they were witnessing, their chants echoing like a cruel mockery of his
suffering. To compound his despair, he was cruelly told he would never see
Bambii again—a sentence that turned out to be mercilessly true.
Years slipped by in a
desolate haze, each day blending into the next until he felt like a mere
specter drifting through life. The notion of Bambii forgetting about him
tormented him relentlessly, poisoning his thoughts as the world's disdain for
his kind seeped into his very being. Guilt gnawed at him, and loneliness
wrapped around him like a suffocating shroud. He had no children to carry
forward his legacy and no woman who truly loved him; in the eyes of many, he
was nothing more than a stalker, a shadow of a man who was condemned to a life
unlived, a life that many believed deserved to end.
As he lay broken, Cult's
consciousness began to drift. Just as the final chant began to echo in the air,
an unfamiliar incantation flickered to life in his mind—a spell called [Cursed
Reincarnation]. In a moment teetering on the brink of despair, Cult felt
the crushing weight of his impending doom looming ever closer. Uncertain of the
consequences yet driven by a desperate urge to escape, he summoned every last
vestige of his strength. With a surge of willpower, he dispelled the
overwhelming force of the sacred prayer just seconds before it could engulf him
completely. What lay ahead was a vast, uncharted abyss of possibilities, each
more daunting than the last. When Cult was eventually reincarnated, he emerged
into a world that seemed to shun him, a cursed child devoid of memories yet
haunted by specters that twisted his nights into a canvas of dread. Each
nightmare replayed echoes of anguish, remnants of a life lost and a soul
fragmented.
Cast out into the
unforgiving realm, he was stripped of the warmth and comfort of love, left to
navigate the treacherous landscape of existence completely alone. The remnants
of his former self were reduced to a name, a mere whisper of identity drowned
in a life overshadowed by mystery and uncertainty. Consumed by loneliness, he
set forth as an unwilling adventurer, burdened not only by the weight of cursed
magic that clung to him but also by the lingering shadows of dark arts that
whispered secrets from his past. Each step he took was a struggle between light
and darkness, a quest for redemption in a world that offered little hope.
"Kouki?" The gentle
call of his name broke through the fog that clouded his mind, making him turn
to face London, her cat ears perked up in concern. The sight of her—familiar
yet distant—added to his confusion. "Are you OK?" she asked, her voice laced with
worry. He squinted, trying to focus on her, but his vision remained blurred, as
if he were staring through a veil of rain.
"I'm fine," he
replied, trying to inject reassurance into his words, but the slight tremor in
his voice betrayed the turmoil brewing within him. As he brushed a trembling
hand across his cheeks, he was startled to find tears had escaped his eyes,
leaving silent trails down his face. The warmth of his tears felt oddly
juxtaposed against the cool air surrounding him, intensifying the sense of
isolation that enveloped him like a heavy fog. Why was he crying? What dark
thoughts were clawing at his mind?
Gazing at London, he
noted the deep empathy painted across her features, her eyes filled with
concern that sliced through his confusion like a ray of light. A whirlwind of
questions spiraled in his mind, and an overwhelming vulnerability washed over
him, threatening to consume him whole. Before he could catch his breath, he
felt something—or rather, someone—cling to him.
"It's okay.
Everything is going to be okay," London whispered, her voice soft yet steady.
Yet, instead of calming him, her words pierced his heart like a dagger. Kouki
had never before experienced a hug that felt so profound, so achingly warm. It
was as if her embrace had awakened a deep ache within him, one he hadn't
realized existed until that very moment. He felt the floodgates of his emotions
break, and he surrendered to the tears that streamed down his face, each drop
carrying away pieces of a heavy burden he had long carried.
The intensity of that
feeling was heart-wrenching, stirring echoes of memories he could not fully
grasp—were they relics of his past or twisted fragments of nightmares that had
haunted him for years? Whatever they were, all Kouki truly wanted was to linger
in the comfort of this young woman with cat-like ears and a heart full of
warmth, hoping that in her embrace he might finally find a sense of peace.