CHAPTER 33: NEW STRETCH GOALS

by Kgnot

(This takes place before Synthia's birth)

- OOOOOOOOFFFF M.Y  TIIITS! - Pinkie groaned first thing in the morning, feeling her aching breasts were on fire, especially the left one! 

When she looked down it turned to be no wonder since her pendulums were each crushed under the body weight of both Animal and Zin laying to the sides next to her. Butt naked on the right with his whole 380 pounds, the heavier rocker was currently crushing Pinkie's tattooed right blossom to the point the skin spilled around his back into a 50 centimeters wide pancake! 

And  Zin was pricking the other one with some spiky double belts that went around his behind and dug deeply into the sensitive flesh. Given it was the only attire the male punk was wearing, the pregnant teenager wondered what could it's purpose be. She could not recall what had happened last night except that she partied heavily with the boys while trying various drugs Zin had offered to her.  Well apparently it included her poor tetas being smashed by these two Outlaw alphas. 

- AAAAAAAAAAAAHHSSS, JESUS CRIST, MY FUCKING T.I.T.S! - Pinkie shouted once more, feeling that her tormented boobs were shooting arrows into her chest. The vixen's deep moans of mixed suffer and pleasure finally got Zin awoken and he rolled over on the spot protruding the broken skin underneath in the process.  

- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRR  !!! -  Pinkie cried out in anguish again, trying to endure the mad pain as Zin sat squarely on her aching floppy breast. Through tears, the knocked up girl noticed that a large 14 inch long and 3 inch thick phallus, covered with bloodied spikes was jutting in the air, attached to the rockers' pelvis! Judging by it's smell that definitely has been in someone's ass and Pinkie knew who's most certainly.  

- How is my favorite pain-slut doing?  – The cruel skinhead addressed the masochistic nymphomaniac.

- GET OFF MY FUCKING TIT!!! -  The trapped vixen yelled almost hysterically. The young  punk felt as if all of the surviving milk ducts within her poor udder were being mangled into a mush. 

- J'eez what's the rush all of a sudden, it was your idea anyway! ” - Zin frowned while grinding against the squashed boob just to prove to the sassy bitch who's in charge. 

- OOO – OUUU – OOO - OUU ! - the blue eyed woman just moaned helplessly in response. Pinkie felt like her left tittie was being torn into dozens of little pieces by the stern spikes, which evidently were attached to the man's ass cheeks via the strap-on harness. Yet despite of how crudely her massive boobies were treated, the impregnated vixen could already sense the familiar heat creep up within her greedy gaping cunt. 

- What's-who, Where?!!  - Animal suddenly woke up on his ass, startled by the commodities that had been transpiring right next to him for the past few minutes. Thankfully for the tightly compressed right tittie however as soon as the heavy rocker raised his torso, the extreme pressure on Pinkie's breast-meat was gone in a brief moment. Millions of tingles from the numbed nerves swept though her mutilated sack swiftly and forced Pinkie to realize just how much pain her right boobie was truly in. An excruciating wave of whirling agony overwhelmed the teenager as the blood circulated around the ravaged boob domain and made the pregnant vixen scream like a banshee:

- YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!

- M    Y     F     U    C    K    I   N   G  T. I. T.  !!! - Pinkie continued to howl, shaking her trembling palms in the air in a nervous breakdown. The whole body of the buxom preggo visibly trembled as she stared in horror at the gross indentation left on top of her poor disfigured tittie by the massive man's spine where it was resting on all night. 

As the perplexed rocker turned around to address why the damsel in distress screamed her heart out, he noticed that Zin vigorously grinded his behind on top of the other breast, totally ignoring the death howl of his slave. So naturally, Animal concluded the beautiful masochist laying next to him must be into her usual boobie torment bias. Knowing fully well how much Pinkie loved her big tits brutally mistreated, the leader of the Outlaws slammed back down on top of the poor disfigured bosom underneath, crushing it like a truck and started to grind his large torso, mimicking what the skinhead was doing to the left sack. 

- OOOOHMYGAAAOOOOOD!! -  the freaked out chick cried and instinctively pushed against Animal's right arm to try and force the big man out of the bed. Needless to say the teenage girl could do nothing on her own to move the brute. Totally out of options Pinkie resorted to memes to prove just how much suffrage her tormentors caused. 

- AAAAAAAAAAAAAA! - the howling woman turned to one side and pointed out to her left squashed boob.

- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! - she then turned to the opposite and did the same to her other maimed breast. The pleasure was gone by now and the buxom punk just wanted the whirl of agony in her two crushed tit sacks to stop.  

At this point both men finally registered that their sex toy was serious and let go of the vixen's flattened pancakes. The preggo rapidly started to take deep breaths until she got enough energy to take a better look at her poor breast meat for the first time today. To the sides in front of her laid a sight that shocked even an extreme masochist like Pinkie. After an entire night of mangling, numerous days of extreme stretching and generally being beaten to a pulp on a daily basis,  her good ol' ran over titties seemed to have been broken beyond their limit once again.  

To say that Pinkie's breasts were fucked up was a gross understatement. The once prideful perky titties of the ex-dancer looked simply shattered as the vixen's boobies reminisced more of two jelly sacks of blubber plopped on the bed, then a pair of normal human tits. The entire silky skin of the her udders was trashed by dozens of heavy bruises in deep black and blue in various stages of healing, but it also displayed extreme deterioration up top. Even when left idle, the base of the teenager's boobies showed long narrow folds running all the way to her armpits, indicating the extreme stretching they have endured that left them permanently mutilated. And of course the destroyed jugs of the punk remained severely dent where Zin and Animal had grinded the tender tit-meat to their heart's desire. Pierced by two large rings, the extended suckles and areolas on each pulverized sack were also damaged badly. The right hand one was the worst, where Pinkie's heavy nipple ring has turned on her breast and laid deeply embedded in the tit meat. The metal must have severed the circulation to her areola all night as its angry blackish color would suggest, but the teenager did not to bother to dislodge it. Instead the extreme masochistic punk slowly begun massaging her pained titties, basking in the suffering of her brutalized sacks. 

- AREN'T THESE THE NASTIEST LOOKING BOOBIES YOU HAVE EVER SEEN?!  - Pinkie asked rhetorically, while mentally congratulating herself on her total breast ruination. Feeling extremely hot all of a sudden, the young punk felt like her inner demon awoke as he started to work on the vixen's imagination by generating fresh images of new creative breast debasements and public humiliations!

The attention of the grinning vixen was then abruptly attracted to the edges of her mocked tits where numerous lumps started to show. The gal gently ran her fingers over them and quickly discovered the things produced such amount of agonizing soreness, that Pinkie almost blacked out! 

- FUCK MY TITS!!! - the woman groaned and “WHAAAAAM” slammed her deformed bazongas with both hands in retaliation. 

- I don't think you should call these tits anymore! – Zin advised – I think “SACKS” is far more appropriate.

- OOO YES MASTER, TALK DIRTY TO ME!! I LOVE IT WHEN MY SACKS ARE DEGRADED, MASTER ZIN! - Pinkie sassed, getting wet just thinking how the sadistic man in front of her was demeaning her savagely mutilated hanger all night. She wanted to get worried, but since everything went straight into her cunt, the fear quickly transformed into deep desire for the two rough necks to slam back down on her cow-sized udders once again.

- That must be the bee venom Talesman injected you with a day or two ago. - Animal spoke concerned. - Looks like it burned throughout your tits' tissue and now you got blisters. I can extract it with a syringe, but you should really let them rest for a while. - The big man cardinally added up. After all he did not want the best fun bags he has ever plaid with to be cut off yet. 

The rough rocker put on some pants and exited the room in a hurry to search for clean syringes while Pinkie continued to lay down on the bad, enjoying the products of her perverted imagination. Feeling super aroused at this point, the masochistic mother-to-be decided that her lower orifices deserves some attention too: 

- MASTER ZIN, MY CUNT IS ON FIRE! PLEASE!!! - Pinkie loved being submissive whore and always expressed it by referring to the alpha males in her surroundings as her masters.

- What about the baby?” - the pierced skinhead asked

- I DONT GIVE A FUCK, I WANT TO FEEL MY VAG STRETCHED TO THE LIMIT !!! - Pinkie groaned completely giving up to her dark desires. 

Zin decided to comply with the crazy nympho, knowing that otherwise he would never hear the end of it so he started off by putting his fingers through her pierced cunt lips and pulling out with full strength as far as they would go. Which was pretty far, considering that Pinkie has been elongating them with abandon though her numerous extreme BDSM games, competitions, lengthy prancing exercises, wearing garter panties and many other cruel yet creative ways for the the past month. The skinhead leader was not particularly strong, but still ached the tattooed woman's long flaps full 10 inches.

This was just a prelude however for what came next – a double fisting session. One after the other the ringed knuckles of the rough man started to split that bucked of a cunt that Pinkie's heavy womb fruitlessly tried to hide behind. The fisting duo continued until Animal entered the room. Upon seeing that his slave was already enjoying herself, the large man angrily tossed the syringe on the floor and joined in the debauchery. He saddled Pinkie and unceremoniously shoved his dick in her mouth. Then the brute helped Zin's fisting cardio by spreading the the public cock-sleeve's flaps by their numerous piercings so wide, the holes in them begun to tear. 

Of course the enormous amount of sharp pain that emanated continuously from her shattered vulva coursed through Pinkie's brain, bounced back and finally registered directly into the teenager's clitoris. This effectively made the perverted mother-to-be wanna rub it fiercely and soon she started doing exactly that. Within minutes of the fisting party unfolding, the twisted teenager was already reaching a powerful orgasm as both men did everything they could to ruin her once tight front fuck-hole. 

As Animal and Zin enjoyed a perfect view into their toy's cunt while tearing and slamming it to their heart's desire, they were also the first to spot that Pinkie's cervix was starting to spasm and leak red goo. The rockers were too aroused to pay attention however and continued to widen the scarlet's birth canal. Some more cunt flaps' tissue could be heard tearing as the bearded brute strained his muscles to the max, which only excited all three of the perverted participants..

Just barely recovering from her first squirt of the day from having her front fuck-hole torn apart, Pinkie felt like she wanted one more fetish of hers to get be fulfilled urgently. 

- BOYS YOUN'T WOULD MIND TAKING CARE TO MY BACK FUCKTUNNEL AS WELL? -  the rainbow colored succubus purred, while spreading her loose asshole if it was not clear enough to which orifice she was referring to. 

Ever since Pinkie had her rear brutally fisted almost every day for the past six months, it's the sphincter gradually became unable to fully heal. The vixen's back hole currently looked reddish, puckered, slightly gaping leaky mess of a slot opening accompanied by a slight fissure, which winked at her masters invitingly..

- TAKE THIS, SLAVE! - Zin yelled as he started to piston his arm without preparation in and out of Pinkie's broken behind, knowing full well that this is how she liked it.

- OOOOOH YES MASTER ZIN, FUCK FIST MY LOOSE ASSHOLE! JUST LIKE THAT ALL THE WAY UP TO THE ELBOW! TRY TO FORCE IT DEEPER! - the young pregnant chick groaned, finally feeling properly stretched. Her over-strained sphincter and the ravaging sensation of rearranged guts drove the sexually demeaned slut on the edge once again. 

- Well I need to take part of this action too. - Animal cheered. He left Pinkie's squirting cunt dripping agape and switched to trying to shove his entire massive fists in her wide asshole too. Needless to say it was a tight fit, considering his fingers all had plenty of metal rings on them just like Zin did. 

- OOOOH, BOTH OF YOU IN MY ASS?? CHALLENGE ACCEPTED!!! -  the madly aroused teenager sassed through her teeth and started grinding her pelvis to try and push her poor sphincter around the two fists. 

- Miss Pain-Slut needs to get some piercing around her asshole if she wants to get double fisted more often! - Zin pointed out as he stood up and practically leaned against the battered rear opening with his entire weight. 

- OOOOOOOOHHHHHH YESS!! - the young teenage slut exhaled as she felt the second male knuckles finally tear through the last remnants of resistance from her ravaged sphincter and dive into her strained guts. And then it happened.

Pinkie had not had any enema ever since they arrived at the farm and despite her diet being predominantly sperm and piss, she still needed to shit eventually. And with her asshole being torn apart like that naturally triggered the young pain-slut's guts to convulse and empty their consistence all over the hands of the two rough men. 

- O SHIT! -  they both exclaimed in unison as the warm stinky substance covered their fists and the unpleasant smell eventually made its way though the slippery anus of the painslut. Animal pulled out his hand first and forced Zin to get out much more reluctantly, leaving the masochist's broken rear entrance wide open, convulsing in silent shock. 

And it looked shockingly broken indeed – although the poor sphincter of Pinkie started to drape lazily between her slowly closing ass cheeks, the violated muscle still remained a vertical mess of insides and brown excrement. This sight was shortly followed by series of convulsions, pushing out much more shit and a nasty juicy red gut prolapse along with it!

. - HAHAHAHAAHHAH!!! - Pinkie laughed hysterically - I SHAT MYSELF! I  AM SUCH A USELESS PIECE OF SHIT!  - She degraded herself in a vain attempt to deem the mercy of her masters. 

The two grunts however were furious.

- How could you ask us to fist you if you had not taken your enema, you dirty skank?!!! - Animal roared, covering his nose with his clean hand in a futile attempt to diminish the terrible stench.

- I AM SORRY MASTER, I GOT URGES! - Pinkie tried to justify her bowel movement - I WILL MAKE IT UP TO YOU I PROMICE, I WILL LET YOU BASH MY TITS EVERY MORNING, JUST DONT LEAVE! - the humiliated vixen almost cried.

- Huh? I already do that! - the Outlaw rightfully stated. 

- How about we craft an enema machine for our slave so she can have it nice and quick as a mandatory exercise each morning? – Zin provided a practical solution to the problem. 

- Good Idea - the other rocker agreed and got off the bed to wash his hands.  - YOU BETTER CLEAN UP THIS MESS BY THE TIME WE ARE BACK! - He ordered his submissive slave.

Zin followed and the two men soon left the room. The scatted woman decided to follow up on her master's bidding diligently, in order to regain their liking and have them fuck, torment and humiliate her again in new creative ways. And while doing chores while being pregnant made a struggle even the simplest of tasks, like collecting all the sheets, opening the windows and moping the floor, the exotic masochist begun to love the pain that went on with that challenge. Worst or best part, depending on the point of view however, was the fact she could still feel progressively agonizing pain in her tits - especially if they as much as draped on to something. In fact the two decorated cow-sized udders of the punk teenager were so big and droopy that Pinkie could not predict if her mutilated boobies would get scraped when she moved or bent. 

With all the poisonous bulbs littering them around the edges, the pregnant teenager mentally compared of her huge baggy titties as a dozen of pancakes stuffed in a pair of loose sacks. Which only made her more aroused at the new level of degradation that she had reached. The hot sensation made Pinkie sit down and rub a quick one on the dirty sheets, before taking them down to the laundry. 

While Pinkie roamed around the farm condo stark naked, she shamelessly allowed any gang member passing by to grope her in every which way he wanted like a free slut. The dirty punk occasionally gave sloppy blowjobs to the lucky Outlaws who happened to pass by simply for the trill. After an hour of public sexual debaucheries, Pinkie finally entered her room with the clean cloths to see her master Zin working hard. He was pushing a heavy machine that looked like an industrial vacuum cleaner. 

- IS THAT THE ENEMA MACHINE? HAHAHAA, LOOKS LIKE ONE OF THESE TALL HOOVERS! - the naked chick stated the obvious. 

- Meet the Super Enema Cleaner 2000! - the exhausted skinhead grit through his silver teeth. - Indeed both machines have much in common, safe for a few key alternations. Let me explain. First the two phases are reversed by Animal, making it possible to blow air out instead of in. Further more, the cotton protection was replaced by a rubber membrane, which guarantees the water going in is not affecting the motor. This is an industrial enema machine that will splatter 12 liters of liquid within less then 30 seconds with no problems.- Zin proudly finished his description . - And last but not least, the hose was split with a T joint to allow the waterfowl to mix with the airflow.

- WICKED! - Pinkie nodded in approval.

- Let's go to the bathroom and show you how this works. - Zin rolled the innovation towards the room in the back and Pinkie followed him, massaging her increasingly aching floppy sacks. 

Once inside, he situated the pregnant teenager on the toilet and removed the sizable cloth sheet the young slut had inserted up her loose behind. Pinkie did not trust her paralyzed sphincter to hold anything at the moment, especially so soon after the brutal fisting, so the buxom vixen shoved it up her gaping asshole to prevent any accident during her naked blowjob marathon.

- We designed this specifically for a pain slut like you. - the pierced skinhead grinned while displaying the hidden massive hose, screwed to the body of the invention to his submissive whore. It was a hollow 4 inches wide flexible pipe, which seemed too big for any ordinary anus. In addition it's outer surface was all rigged with little spikes as if melted metal was poured over the plastic surface.

- It's going all the way in! - Zin stated simply, confirming that the huge dong was indeed going to pour water while deeply secured up Pinkie's widened guts. 

- YES MASTER! -  the large titted masochist truthfully admitted, feeling a new wave of hot already. 

Not wasting time, Pinkie eagerly lifter up her heavy grunting self and openly invited the skinhead to try and shove that large hollow dong up his loose behind. And Zin did just that, by roughly pushing the monstrous pipe completely ungreased into the prolapsing yearning orifice, with utter disregard for his pain toy's well being. A few long minutes of moans, mutual exchange of profanities and a lot of labor on both sides, about a foot of the hose finally lodged in the teenager girl's rear. Once the entire foot and half was completely swallowed by the poor petrified quivering sphincter of Pinkie, her master attached the other end to the sink spout and let the cold water run full blast. 

- HAIIIIAAA, THE COLDNESS! - the bobbling masochist relaid and grasped her expanded baby bump in amazement.

- Wait until I turn on the machine full blast! - Zin rubbed his hands conspicuously, before he dramatically wiggle his index finger and press the red “ON” button. The industrial motor immediately powered the water out via whooping 6000 watts and started filling up even the deepest crannies of Pinkie within seconds! 

- OMYGOD I AM ALREADY BLOATED!! I LOVE IT WHEN YOU PREPARE TOOLS THAT WILL MAKE ME SUFFER MASTER ZIN!! - the large titted punk howled ironically, feeling the water had reached all the way to her upper stomach. 

- JESUS,  I AM BURSTING!!!  WHAT ABOUT THE BABY??! - suddenly the forgotten mother in her kicked back with vengeance and overcame Pinkie's mad masochistic desires.

Zin had not thought about that for a while for some reason and wisely decided that it was best to turn the machine off. After the short lived excitement, the whirring sound erupted and he took the smelly hose out before the brown liquid poured out of the wrecked Pinkie's behind, along with some of her internal walls, getting stuck on the sharp nubs. The impressive natural rosebush rapidly expressed itself between the butt cheeks of the buxom chick, constantly reinforced  by the dirty trickling stream.

The lovely duo of dominant male and a super submissive female repeated the cleansing procedure a dozen more times. This time they were careful not to get the pregnant slut too full, while making sure her sphincter was in constant pain. When the outgoing water finally became sparkling clean, Pinkie knew her guts were sterile all the way to her empty stomach and asked Zin to end the extreme enema:

-  HE-HEE, I AM SURE MY BUM IS AS CLEAN AS A BABY! I LOVED IT SO MAUCH I PLANT TO ENEMA-FUCK MYSELF EACH MORNING FROM NOW ON!! - The pregnant slut was certainly looking forward to it... 

The skinhead roughly retracted the spiked hose and left the vixen's brutally violated asshole widely agape and stuck with a nasty prolapse of guts hanging limply on the sides. 

“Good job my little pain princess you will be my favorite slave in San Francisco!” - Zin churned – “Now clean it with your throat slut!” - the pierced man ordered her around.

And Pinkie loved him for it, especially when the extreme maniac was giving her a new acute challenge. She let him watch in both adornment and lust as the crazy chick managed to dislodge her jaw and gobble the large pipe all the way down to her esophagus. Not satisfied with the extremity of her debasement however, the nasty female motioned to the skinhead to deep-throat her. Of course Zin complied and readily started to fuck the shit out of the female punk's skull by pressing as far as it would go with a revolutionary speed of 6 movements per second! 

- UUUaahhh-uahh-UUAA-Uuuuuu – The crazy bitch coughed frantically until her tormentor finally pulled out the large 'dildo' hose with an audible “SPLOONCH!” 

- AAAHHH!! UAA! HUUU!!... I CAN'T WAIT TO MAKE ME DO ALL THE DESPICABLE PERVERSIONS I SAW ON YOUR COMPUTER MASTER!!- Pinkie grunted  passionately with a hoarse voice. She dared then to moved in and kiss Zin despite the fact she just sucked clean an object that spend about 15 min in her ass.....

Surprisingly this did not deter the twisted man. He have done much worse things in his life, so Zin responded back and even swapped spit with the dirty skank. 

After the unusual at least so far exchange of lustful pleasantries, the satisfied masochist was finally left alone to take a bath and prepare herself for the day ahead. Which would include new exciting ways to further destroy her pulverized breasts if any random day of the past few months was an indication.

So Pinkie filled up the tub and merged into the hot water, thinking of how past few days she did not have to strip at all, since she slept completely naked, did her chores naked and ate or rather drunk sperm utterly naked. While blissfully reminiscing how much of an exhibitionist the shameless ex-dancer has become, she submerged under the soapy water in an attempt to cleanse the dirtiness she felt inside and outside. In this process Pinkie's damaged floppies remained floating on the surface like weird colored sea buoys with two pierced nubs wiggling and drifting about halfway to the tub edge. In the meantime the pregnant teenager could already feel her large intestines getting filled up completely unrestrained. The rushing water quickly streamed past Pinkie's loose sphincter while caressing her raw and aching prolapse. The bathing mom-to-be wondered how long it would take for it to close this time, before she could rely on the poor anal ring to hold her shit. Probably a lot longer then before... 

The young woman reemerged and tried to relax by ignoring the terrible pain emanating from her pulsating sacks and rear hole. Pinkie needed to take only one look down at her pendulums to realize how far she had come to mutilate them. But soon the endmost perverted events from past started to flash in her mind and made the cow-sized vixen incredibly aroused. 

“HAVING SONIA PUMMEL MY SACKS WAS WICKED, BUT SO WORTH IT! AND THE BRUTAL TIT-BASHING AT THE MOTEL TOO! O YES AND THE TIT-THUG OF WAR WAS SO SIIICK AS WELL...” - Reminiscing of all these crazy challenges, from which the masochistic teen has always emerged victorious, finally got her over the edge...But Pinkie's libido was off the charts now and required the nymphomaniac to climax again.

“ GOSH, PULLING ON TALESMAN'S HARLEY WITH MY BARE BOUND BOOBIES WAS THE BEST FEELING EVER!”. Simply thinking about it made the twisted pain-slut squirt in the tub straight away. 

Next the vigorously masturbating teenager remembered about her time hanging all night from the ceiling in the prison cell, solely suspended by her pendulous tittie-bags.  With all these hilly-billies fucking & abusing her the entire night... 

“GOD, IT HURT SO BAD!!!! THEY REALLY STRETCHED THE SHIT OUT OF MY POOR TITTIES!!” - the perverted teenager mused moaning while rubbing herself quicker. But Pinkie's adventure did not stop there. On the very next morning she recollected the pulling of a horse – a whole got damned horse, once again solely by the strength of her rubbery embattled hangers!

“MMM, FIVE LITERS OF SALINE INJECTIONS IN EACH BOOBIE HAS LEFT ITS MARK ON THEM FOR SURE! BUT THEY MADE MY PENDULOUS TITTIES SOOOOO HUUGE!”

All these crazy memories felt so exciting and daring, they forced the painslut to scream a barrage of self-degrading obscenities:

- YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A DIRTY FREAK, CINDY, CONSTNATLY GETTTING OFF ON HAVING YOUR WORTHLESS UDDERS BRUTALLY PUNISHED!!!! YES, YOU ARE A  HOPELESS MASOHISTIC-NYMPHO, TOTALLY ADDICTED TO BARBARIC TORTURE!

This blunt reevaluation of her situation caused Pinkie to switch from egging herself verbally to madly rubbing her bulging clit in yet another final per-orgasmic countdown. The deviant's memories kept flashing and the lusty ex-dancer kept squirting like a complete pain-slut that she has become. If the bountifully titted punk was to be in a global masturbating contest, there was a strong chance she would win by giving a new meaning to the word “self-stimulation”. 

After forty minutes of Pinkie solidifying her obsession with masochistic desires, the lusty teen finally calmed down and started to wash herself thoroughly. When the vixen got to her deliberately left for last aching basongas, she started to gently caress the pulsating blobs. Looking down at her once perky and bountiful breasts, Pinkie was stunned by the ravaged form they have taken– a pair of two nasty permanently bruised & ran over & pulverized wamdanglers, floating utterly defeated above the surface. Yet there was definitely something out of place and that meant apart from the hundreds of blackenings, cuts, rope & stretch marks that now accompanied Pinkie's poor broken tits as an inseparable part of them. 

“WAIT, THE BUBBLES AROUND THE EDGES!” -  the heavily tattooed masochist suddenly realized. 

A yes, the bee venom! It must have done some serious damage to the masochist's titmeat, because each time she squeezed her poor pendulums, they turned into whirling balls of scorching pain. Which only made Pinkie that much more aroused, so she started to squeeze them with vigor. The bitch in heat soon mangled & yanked her super-sloppy knockers by the piercings this and that way, all the while moaning loudly in the process. 

Eventually the pain craving nymphomaniac needed to take a breather from the incredible suffer and left her ridiculous breasts to hover in the water like couple of half-empty air balloons. The extreme masochist admired her brutalized tits for a few seconds before shoving a soap bar deep in her bowels just to change the 'tone'. She fisted her loose asshole with rapid violent successions while a familiar sensation of pleasure started to return to her burdened womb. That was until a sharp pain in the teenager's embattled boobs drew the attention of the buxom punk to her pulverized sacks once again. Upon a glance Pinkie noticed her breast tattoos were distorted over the straining venom bubbles, which meant they must have doubled in size underneath the teen's soft rubbery skin in just the past few minutes! 

The startled pain slut gently ran both hands across her boob skin to examine the damage and became astonished how it remained so delicate, even after all the savage tortures she has been put through. It seemed to stretch pretty easily though, forming long lines upon the slightest movement that extended from behind her armpits almost instantly. Suddenly a crazy idea crossed the preggo's mind. What if she tried to squeeze the poison through her nipples?

Being the airhead that she was, Pinkie immediately put her plan into action. The inked teenager grabbed two piercings in each hand and begun stretching them as far as they would go using all of her might. It did not take long for the buxom punk to turn her rampaged tits into a yanked taffy, yet Pinkie continued extending them till she was able to fully unfold her arms by elongating her poor breasts more then 90 centimeters! White milk mixed with some distinctive yellow goo begun leaking slowly though pregoo's open areola hole, indicating her plan may work after all...at least partially. 

The deviant female giggled over her self-abusive solution, before another wicked idea popped into her head. Following up on that, the masochistic chick dragged the left rings with both hands till she managed to hook it to her labia's left piercings!

“NOW THAT IS WHAT I CALL KILLING TWO BIRDS WITH ONE STONE!” - the twisted vixen though to herself. The tattooed female repeated the same with her other floppy breast and rested against the tub wall, happy with her work. That felt amazing – she could now elongate both her titties and labia flaps at the same time! Pinkie did not want to wait any longer to show off the progress of her debasement to the gang of heathens outside, so she got up from the tub to dry out and do her make up! 

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In the meantime Cuntsie was in a separate room with Talesman who was attending to his slave. The Brith was so dead tired from the other day, having dragged Animal's horse and stretching both her and Pinkie's titties in the process, that she fell asleep for two whole days in a row. When she finally awoke, the poor woman was greeted by her stern master, who scolded the submissive female for failing to beat her nemesis yet again. Seeing that she had nothing to say, the angry rocker grabbed the Blade's champion by her beefy boobs and dragged her to the open window, where he placed them on the sill. What followed next did not surprise either one, yet caused Cuntzie to scream in agony nonetheless. Talesman simply smashed the open window down and pushed it with his immense strength till the brute was able to close it with the latch, crushing the crying Brith's boobs in the process. The cruel leader of the Blades then securely locked the squashed breasts of his slave and left them trapped as a warning of what will happen should she repeat the loss against her furious buxom opponent. 

                                                   NEW STRETCH GOALS

Back in the farm's main barn-hall, Pinkie proudly paraded the new stretch capabilities of her bare pierced titties and cunt labia for the gathered crowd of Outlaws and Blades to enjoy. 

- FUCK MY TITS GUYS! - Pinkie yelled exposing her naked chest like a rooster. The nasty punk stared arrogantly at the rough rockers as she kept lifting her slender legs as high as they would go, before stomping them back down on the stone floor, making a vibrant echo with her high heels. In addition Pinkie spiced up her “NEW STRETCH GOALS” entertainment show as she called the current performance, by delivering solid fronthand slaps to her flattened breasts after each successful prance. The twisted flaccid breasted deviant giggled obnoxiously after each hit and evidently felt no remorse for the state of her poor bosoms. 

- We have to suck out the poisonous fluids in your breasts pronto, Pinkie! - Animal grunted, visibly ignoring the amazing achievement of his salve and pointed out to the leaking nipples of the inked preggo – It already destroyed a serious chunk of your knockers!

- HAHAHAHAHAH! YOU THINK I GIVE A SHIT ABOUT MY FUCKING T I T I E S???!! THEY ARE A PROPERTY OF THE OUTLAWS THOUGHT, SO CAN YOU DO WHATEVER YOU WANT WITH THEM!! - was the haughty response of the still loudly prancing punk.

This disreputable speech reconfirming her total dedication to the Outlaws band by the sordid masochistic female hotshot, who has sacrificed her once beautiful boobs for their pleasure and fame, caused a powerful wave of cheers. About 50 beers went up in the air and the roaring approvals, exerted from the rockers' manly throats felt as if they lifted up the ceiling. 

- Well we ain't gonna see any more of them if I don't do this! - Animal reacted angrily. The big man rudely intervened Pinkie's prancing routine by grabbing the ludicrous chick by the neck to put her in place, before unceremoniously shoving a syringe needle inside one of the bubbly inked tit sacks. The leader of the Outlaws then started to suck the isolated poison out of the flattened udder with a measured precision. 

- SSSSUAAAAAAAAAIIAA! UU ANIMAL, YOU ARE SO STRONG!!! AND YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE STRONG MEN..ISSSSSIAAAHHHH!!! I COULD REALLY USE SOME DRUGS IN MA' BIG BOOBIES RIGHT ABOUT NOW! - the pain-loving pregnant rebel uttered exasperated through gritted teeth with her Indiana dialect as the suffering started to overwhelmed her, once the inner strained skin touched the damaged tit flesh. As if summoned by a magic word, Zin showed up with a whole box of cocaine ready to smear the punk's titties. 

- OOOO YESS! AHHH GO ON RUB IT IN THE WOUNDS REALL GOOD! - Pinkie egged him in ecstatic frenzy. The tall skinhead knew the bitch all to well by now and was already doing just that as Animal resumed working with the syringe. 

The delicate extracting procedure continued for about an hour and was both painful and pleasurable for the lusty painslut. The incredible palliate of completely opposite sensations turned on the young girly mind of Pinkie in a way she could not control, so after the first 9 minutes the crazy vixen was already flooding the floor with vaginal fluids.

- AAAARRHH GUYS I NEED TO GET FUCKED RIGHT NOW!!! RAVAGE ME, I DO NOT CARE IN WHICH HOLE, JUST FUCK MY DAMN BODY UP! - the low hanging titted teenager cried out, practically begging to be fucked. 

It did not take much to convince her animalistic admirers to comply and soon Pinkie found herself bent over a nearby table to be fisted and fucked vigorously by the lawless heathens. A few cocaine shots later, the extreme masochist challenged everyone to torture her “BIG SLOPPY BOOBIES TOO!”. Happy to oblige the Outlaws hammered her destroyed tits to the counter with 12 nails each – 4 through the piercings and 8 straight into the breast-meat. The disorderly crowd stretches the once beautiful boobs of the stoned punk so far, that the inked flesh of Pinkie's hangers took the form of a “colored tittie drape” that covered almost 4 chairs in a row. The drunk rockers who were not fucking the shit out of her loose holes then could sit down for a drink and freely smash their glasses, fists or whatever they can find on them, all the while laughing and having fun with their buddies, completely disregarding the threshold of pain of their obedient pain-slut. Now and then the rough men would also exchange turns pummeling the hammered udders of the teenager with a mallet too just to trash the poor  boobies of the preggo that much more. 

In the meantime Animal just shook his head and let a pass on every mutilation inflicted upon his slave, since he understood she readily enjoyed everything done to her. The bearded man continued to fight for the survival of Pinkie's pitiful bare knockers though, by powering through the vibrant ruckus and diligently sucked out one bubble after another full of poison with his trusty syringe. He just hoped the bruised and busted breasts of the young girl would manage to heal in time before the next big tournament in just a few weeks. That after all was the main reasons he and Talesman brought the gangs to this barn to begin with. 

To be continued.....