Trevor's brother sat in front of his computer, thinking hard about all he'd done to his kid brother. It had been incredibly satisfying to put him in that situation. Just knowing what Trevor was going through and would forever be forced to endure made him very horny. However, a nagging part of him was feeling guilty. Not much, but it was getting in the way of his joy of tormenting him.
Trevor's brother went ahead and altered his mind a bit. Setting his sympathy for Trevor at zero, and while he was at it, increasing his sadism for Trevor up even higher. He hesitated slightly over the save button. Thinking of how his brother had begged. True, he'd been crying and begging while being forced to smile seductively and posing, but by the cute sounds coming from him, he must have been crying out inside. No, these were just the feelings he needed to rid himself of. He clicked save.
Any restraint he had for what he was willing to put his brother through was now gone. Washed away in an instant. He smiled. This felt way better. He got a shiver from thinking about what his brother was feeling. Little Trevor probably thought things couldn't get any worse. So wrong he was. He set to work altering Trevor even more.
Trevor tried to scream, but all that came out were more lustful kitten mews which just increased the wedding party's enjoyment of him. He was so sensitive and shy, yet here dozens of people were all trying to get to him to play with him at once. And he was so desperately horny he would have gone mad if it were still possible for him. He was aware of every touch, every finger, every eye on his body. And it did not end.
Suddenly, Trevor felt a pressure building inside of him. Oh god! Not anything more. Wasn't this enough!? He felt a desperate need to pee, and it just kept building. He tried to relive himself, but nothing would come out.
“I have to pee!” he tried to scream, but it came out all cute and giggly. One of the people nibbling his nipple, looked up and smiled at that. Then pressed down on Trevor's abdomen. The sound that came from Trevor was an almost pleasant gasp. It was not the sound he meant to make. The man wrapped his hands around Trevor's waist and squeezed him like a plushy.
At the same time, his oversensitive skin was reacting slightly different than previously. It was still just as sensitive, but it was getting worse in another way. He was becoming ticklish. A lot more ticklish. Tears streamed down his forcefully flirting face. It was unimaginable. Had someone simply stroked his hair, he would have peed himself in convulsive fits. But now it wasn't just his hair. It was everywhere. Someone was even licking his smooth armpits. And he could not pee. The urge just increased is all.
It felt like he'd been molested for hours, but he knew that couldn't be the case. With his heightened awareness keeping him sane far beyond human breaking point, he noticed that the shadows on the ground had hardly shifted at all. Had his brother messed with his perception of time now as well!?
The groom now pulled out his dick. Trevor locked eyes with him. An inviting, begging gaze one the outside. Terrified and begging on the inside. Trevor purred and wiggled his but.