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story_codes: MM/g(12), rape, cons, supernatural

story_intro: The first of three new stand-alone installments of another Halloween-ish series. Twelve year-old Tanith is accosted by a visitor who rapes the girl only to be driven by lust to do it again and again. For the daughter of the coven leaders, it's just an interesting start to a wonderful day.




story_language: English






Carnival Alaxizz, Story 4

Written by madvlad


	Kent strolled through the fairgrounds, admiring the underage eye candy that wandered and played on the carnival midway. He loved places like this in the summer, when young girls in shorts and skirts displayed their smooth, tanned legs. Ahead, he saw a group of five girls darting among people as they raced to their destination. He flicked his cell phone up, capturing images as they ran past.

	They were all in shorts worn over snug one-piece bathing suits, their hair still damp - probably from the nearby lake they must have visited before coming to the carnival. The youngest girl was maybe eight - completely flat in the chest - and around the low end of Kent's ages of interest. Another was a little taller but no more developed. But three of the others were starting to bloom. One had little buds poking out and the oldest - he guessed to be around thirteen - had a firm pair of tangerine -sized titties.

	He casually turned around as if to get his bearings and snapped a few more pictures from behind. It would have looked better without the shorts, but all of them still had enticing young bottoms that were in dire of need of getting fucked. Even if the girls didn't know it.

	Kent sighed and walked on. He loved young titties - or even some "flatties" - and the hairless or barely haired cunnies that went with them. But what really got his blood hot were the asses. He liked them high and tight, warm in his hands and smooth against his prick as he slammed it between them.

	The next girl he saw was a perfect example of what he admired. Her butt was small and round, encased in a tight-fitting pair of cut-offs. The shorts rode low and the fringed leg holes were just high enough to show him a bit of rump flesh as it swelled out from the back of her slender thighs.

	She was a willowy girl, looking like she had a recent growth spurt in height before the rest of her body could catch up. Beneath her halter top, a pair of mounds the size and shape of half-tennis balls pushed out. Kent took a few more pictures as he followed her.

	Evidently, she was alone which made it easier for him to follow without being noticed. It also made her easier her prey. As he was considering how to lure her away from any witnesses, she turned and walked between two trailers, aimlessly ambling. As Kent pursued her, the riotous sounds of the midway grew muffled and the sense of utter isolation so close from the crowds was heavily tangible.

	Of course, it made sense. All of the carnies would be busy working - feeding, entertaining, and fleecing customers from the tri-county area. When the girl turned a corner and took an empty path between two large canvas tents, Kent made his move.

	The girl managed a hiccup of surprise when she was grabbed, but Kent's hand over her mouth prevented any cries for help. His other hand slid over her bare, flat midriff, pulling her against him. Hunching with his hips, he rubbed his hardness against her bottom.

	"Don't fight me, baby, and you won't get hurt," he murmured in her ear. "And I'll even make it feel good if you behave."

	The girl stopped struggling although she was still tense in Kent's grasp.

	"You got a name?" he asked.

	"Tanith."

	"That's a sexy name, Tanith. How old are you?"

	"Twelve," she answered quietly.

	"Twelve is a sexy age."

	Kent slid his hand up from her stomach, pushing her halter top up to her armpits. The girl was braless and her tiny breasts were exposed as he fondled and pinched them. The small mounds were ripe and firm under his sweaty hand.

	"Those are nice titties you got there, Tanith. Let's see what else you brought me to play with. Remember - not a sound."

	Both of Kent's hands were free as he unfastened her shorts and tugged them down just enough to expose her underpants. Then her panties were shoved down into the shorts. The girl jerked when he reached between her legs and clenched her there. Her pussy was mostly bare; with just a few light gossamer hairs growing above her cleft. Kent toyed with the smooth labia before he pushed her to the ground unzipped his fly.

	After hawking a gob of pit in his hand, he lubed his prick head. When he ordered her on her hands and knees, the girl silently complied. Kneeling behind her, he pushed his dick into her preteen mound. The girl's breathing was heavy and fast as he took her by her slim hips and with a heavy lurch, he thrust his cock into her.

	The girl gave a slight grunt but no other sound as the man entered her. Kent felt the exhilarating clutch of a young snatch wrapped around his prick but noted that something had been missing when he first when in.

	"You naughty little slut," he chuckled. "You're not a virgin. When did you lose your cherry?"

	"When I was two," Tanith confessed.

	"Two?"

	Kent was incredulous. Toddlers held no attraction for him but he wondered what it must have been like breaking into this girl at that age. She'd have been squirming and screaming as her baby twat was ripped. He kind of liked the idea and it translated into the forceful movements has he copulated with the twelve year-old.

	"Two," he repeated. "What the fuck? Are you a carny girl?"

	"Yes."

	That would explain it. Kent had heard tales of all kinds of depravity among traveling carnival folk. Had he known it included fucking little girls, he would have run off and joined the carnival years ago. As he kept hammering into the tight sleeve of the girl's prepubescent pussy, he wondered what kind of sex life she had already experienced.

	"You're still tight in there," he went on. "Have you had lots of guys fuck you?"

	"Yes."

	A little carny whore. Kent rammed her harder.

	"What about the carny freaks from the sideshows. Did they fuck you, too?"

	"Yes."

	Kent pictured all kinds of misshapen men rutting between Tanith's legs, pressing their grotesque bodies against Tanith's sleek form while she sweated beneath them. With a sharp convulsion, his testicles responded. The surges of semen coursing through his penis damn near hurt because they were so heavy. Kent wondered if so much sperm would force the girl to get pregnant. She'd be fun to watch in that condition as a sideshow aatraction.

	Panting, he withdrew, letting his excess fluid pour from Tanith's underage snatch. Although he had figured he could get hard again in another ten or fifteen minutes as he usually did in these situations, he found his prick remaining stiff and demanding more. Well, so be it, because he always tried both doors.

	Rubbing his rape-slick cock between the girl's springy buttocks, he tested the resistance of her asshole and found it quite small.

	"I'm going to do something all your carny friends obviously haven't," he said. "I'm going to break in your cherry ass."

	Before Tanith could respond, he lunged into her, slamming his staff through her anus. The girl's body heat felt like a volcano inside and he wasted no time in filling her rectum with his engorged meat, punching it as he roughly sodomized her. He didn't hold back, forcing everything inside the child until his pubic hair was mashed flat against her satiny ass cheeks.

	"How do you like that?" he asked. "That's a full seven and a half inches you've got there."

	Tanith mumbled something he couldn't understand. He didn't really care, though. He was proud of his size and had meticulously measured it so his victims would know how large a helping of dick they were being served.

	"It's my duty to girls everywhere," he gloated. "I want to make sure they know what it's like to have a real cock in their ass."

	He pounded his cock in the snug, lush confines of the twelve year-old's ass, leaning over to hold her young titlets. He pulled on the developing mammaries as if milking them. With barely any warning, his balls released again and he fouled the girl's innards with his jism.

	Wrenching his cock free, Kent was amazed that he was still fully erect. Something about this girl was doing wonders, but he didn't want to risk getting caught. He placed a sweaty hand on her neck, squeezing it just enough to convey a subtle warning.

	"You're keeping me hard and I'm just going to have to keep plugging you until it stops. Where can we go where we won't be disturbed?"

	Tanith pointed to a nearby tent with slightly weathered tan canvas. It looked like most of the others back in this area. Kent stood and pulled Tanith to her feet. Walking awkwardly with her shorts still partly down her thighs, she led him to the tent and opened the flap. Kent followed her in; and the place smelled faintly of mildew and something he couldn't quite...

	"Hey!" he yelled as strong hands grabbed him from behind.

	A somewhat humanoid face suddenly appeared in front of him. The scalp was hairless and the skin was a light blue. When it opened its mouth to hiss at him, it displayed two rows of long, needle like teeth.

	Kent felt his penis go completely limp.

	Several of the creatures surrounded Tanith, hissing at her but in a cooing manner. One licked at one of her naked little tits and another at her crotch. Tanith was at ease, patting each one on the head as they fawned over her. As she touched them, Kent could see their penises rising (the first time that he became aware they wore no clothing). Although smaller in stature than Kent, their members were huge; easily at least twice as wide as his erect thickness and more than double his length. Tanith lovingly stroked several of the hard-ons, receiving hisses of adoration from the creatures.

	"Wh-what the fuck?" Kent croaked.

	Tanith looked at him, slightly surprised as if she had forgotten he was still there.

	"They're called gnarlaths," she informed him. "They're quite devoted to me."

	"Nuh...nuh..." Kent sputtered.

	"Gnarlaths," Tanith repeated patiently as if speaking to a younger child.

	The girl put her clothes back in place and then looked at him again.

	"I thought I'd bring them a snack. But they also like playing with their food."

	Not only was Kent's penis completely limp, he thought it might try to follow his balls as they tried to scramble up inside his body. Tanith turned to the cluster of gnarlaths near her.

	"Now darlings, before you eat I want each of you to do me a favor. Show this man what it feels like, as he told me, to have a real cock up his ass."

	The tent was filled with eager hisses as Kent felt his pants being torn away. Tanith exited the tent, the flap closing on the first of Kent's warbled screams.

	
Humming a tune, Tanith idly made her way back toward the Midway. Just before she rounded a corner that would lead her directly there, something pushed her from behind. Her halter top was torn from her, followed by her shorts and panties.

	Strong fingers cupped her little tits and something hard and fiercely hot pushed between her buttocks. The cock plunged in, tearing her anus and the sheer size of it took her breath away as it bruised and expanded her innards. Smelling a familiar scent of an obscure cologne, she turned her head to see the darkly handsome man behind her, pushing his way into her young body.

	"Uncle Sandor!" she gasped. "What are you doing here?"

	The man smiled.

	"Do I need an excuse to come visit my favorite niece?"

	"No," she replied with some effort as the huge prick stretched her rectal tissues more. "Am I really your favorite?"

	Sandor paused to consider his next statement. Not that he minded lying; he just didn't want to lie to one of his special girls.

	"Well, when it comes to blowjobs, Audra is definitely my favorite niece."

	Tanith understood. Although appearing to be in her late teens, Audra was actually around five hundred years old versus Tanith's natural twelve. And the "young" woman could extend her tongue and make it do the most remarkable things. When Tanith was younger, her cousin would babysit her and make her cum for hours. Tanith recalled the time when she was three and Audra had her tiny body completely wrapped in her tongue with a little length to spare. And Tanith's sweet preschool pussy had been the perfect place for that last bit.

	Sandor's voice broke her reverie.

	"But I was in the mood for some ass and no one can quite compare to you, my sweet."

	With a brutal shove, he forced two more inches into the youngster's rump. With his supernatural powers, he would eventually manage to get all of it inside the girl while she remained in one piece before he began buggering her in earnest.

	Now that was a real cock, Tanith thought to herself. Unlike that pathetic little meat stick her previous rapist had used on her. It would hurt like hell to walk tomorrow, but it was going to be worth it for the next few hours now.  It always was with her favorite uncle.




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This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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