Jennifer’s new reality had taken a tragic turn. She hadn’t noticed it at first but she laid on the living room floor. Jennifer had nothing on her except for the collar clearly meant for dogs tighly wrapped around her neck. She stood up from the floor and inspected the place she didn’t saw as her home. The living room and the kitchen had stayed the same, except for the pink bowl that caught Jennifer’s eyes. It had her name on it. Jennifer approached the bowl and saw that it was filled with dried-up porridge. She didn’t know what to make out of it. Why would her dad buy her a literal dog bowl and fill it with mashed oatmeal looking substance.
Next on the inspection line was the bathroom and from the mirror’s reflection she saw something she didn’t like seeing. It was her meek little younger self staring back at her. Jennifer’s dark eyelids under her eyes and bruised purple and reddish all over her body told more than enough that something weird was happening. Jennifer backed from bathroom and went back on the living room with fear in her eyes. Before she had time to process anything. She had tiled from a standing position to a lying position and found herself back on the floor with someone tighly cripping on her neck. Jennifer tried to breathe but she couldn’t.
There was a shadowy figure on top of her and grabbing her neck with its hands. The two red eyes glinted in the dimly lit room as Jennifer could hear it saying, “Shorry Chenny.”
Jennifer was too weak to kick it or throw a punch against the figure that kept her pinned down on the floor. She heard it opening its zipper and then Jennifer felt something slimy and stiff entering her pussy. Jennifer moaned loudly as the sudden insertion surprised her. The figure let her inhale a mouthful of air into her lungs. Jennifer wheezes as the air back out. The thing was grasping her neck so hard that it blocked all the air from entering and exiting her wind pipes. She felt two thumbs controlling her lung's air flow. Jennifer couldn’t believe what was happening to her. Someone was using her body without her consent and worst part was, that she loved it.
Jennifer hated how much she loved the hopeless feeling and how she wanted “this thing” to fuck her brains out. She wanted the shadowy silhouette to do all its darkest fantasies to her body. Jennifer’s pussy lubricated itself from the excitement she felt as the figure humped it’s huge rod inside her. It felt so thrilling when the figure’s hip movement got faster and violent with every muffled moan that Jennifer let out of her mouth. Jennifer spread her legs further apart to make its job easier. The shadowy figure growled at her which made her pussy moist. Jennifer had no idea how long this was going to last or if there was an ending. This was its decision to make when it wanted to stop.