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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
Monday, November 10, 2014

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story_codes: M/g(5), ggg/g, non-cons, rape, CAUTION

story_intro: Set in the future. Under the guise of performing research, a man acquires a stable of little human replicants and reminisces about the sordid fun he's had with them in the past. Then a new arrival inspires him to even lower depths of depravity.

story_language: English




REL - A Dark Classroom

Written by madvlad


A brief explanation for those who haven't read other REL stories:

	The Replicated Enhanced Lifeform, or REL, is a laboratory grown human used for a variety of tasks - some mundane and other more exotic. Aside from their brains, REL bodies are completely human except for the ability to self-generate (and potentially live forever) and heal rapidly - a desirable thing for a quality product - and other customizable features. Their brains are a mix of cybernetics and human tissue.

	About five years after the first RELs came onto the market, a phenomenon occurred in which some RELs were developing personalities beyond their programmed parameters. After a few years of experiencing life and the world around them, they developed likes and dislikes (for anything from food and drink to other people) and other aesthetic features in their behaviors. 
The manufacturer had an easy fix - a brain wipe that would erase these uncomfortably human features but retain the basic original programming.

	Some RELs have been made as children. Although they might age chronologically, they will always remain their original age in physical, mental, and emotional maturity. 

	Society has become divided over whether RELs deserve human rights or are simply property. Legally, they are only property and are at the mercy of their owners.

	The young woman in the chair blinked as if just waking up. In a way she had. Looking at the overweight man observing her, she smiled and said, "Good Morning, Mr. Evers."

	"Good morning, Theresa," Brian answered. "And how are you feeling?"

	"Very well thank you," she said before pausing with a look of concern. 

	Carefully, she raised a hand to her ear, feeling the small plastic strip adhered to her skin behind it and the connecting wires that went to a small box. Brian was tapping at his control pad.

	"Am I malfunctioning?" she asked.

	'Oh no, no," Brian assured her. "There was just a small upgrade in your mental algorithms I wanted to make."

	"Thank you, Mr. Evers," she said warmly. "You are always so attentive to our needs."

	"Yes I am," he agreed. 

	In truth, Theresa had shown signs of becoming concerned with the children's well-being because of the sordid abuse they were exposed to. When checking her record, Brian had found it had been nearly six years since her last mind wipe so he just performed the procedure again, rendering her back to her function as a willing and helpful assistant just as the other three grown female RELs were.

	Ten years ago, an educational research project involving different classroom methods for kindergartners came to a close. With all of the data collected, the researchers had no further need of the facility, the four REL classroom aides, and the twenty-four REL children. So they simply abandoned it, telling the REL manufacturer they were done with the RELs. 

	Brian, who worked in the brain programming department of the manufacturer, had been on loan to the project. For years, he had practically salivated over the twelve girls in the project, using the myriad of classroom monitoring systems to get peeks under their skirts. Due a bonus at the end of the project, he had proposed to his manager that he keep the facility in lieu of any money so that he could conduct his own programming experiments in his off-time. 

	With a building and a total of twenty-eight used RELs (although they were in perfect condition) on their hands, the company was perfectly happy to make the deal. And it had paid off in the eight years since then as Brian had been able to give the company some improved mental software for their RELs.

	Going through proper channels, Brian had brain-wiped the twelve boys and put them on the market. Although everything looked normal on the surface, he had already lined up buyers who had the same prurient interest in little boys as he had in little girls. Now he had more cash than his original bonus would have been, plus a private playground for his little kiddy toys. 

	Every day, the girls got up in their dormitory and were fed breakfast by Brian's assistants. Then they attended kindergarten wearing very tight or revealing clothing. Men and women paid to be able to observe the girls in their innocent setting while catching all sorts of lewd glimpses of those fresh little bodies. 

	After class, some of the girls would be sent to private rooms for all kinds of perversions with Brian's friends and clients. One of the advantages of RELs and their physical resilience was that the small, completely organic orifices of the girls could stretch much more and if they were damaged, they could heal within days. Even the girls' hymens would grow back if they hadn't been fucked for five or six days which meant the cherry popping was always bountiful. 

	It was only their minds and memories Brian had to adjust, depending on what plans were in store for the child. Depending on who was going to have the girl, he could make them knowledgeable and desirous of sex or completely innocent with a memory wipe in that part of their brain. Since Brian had their memories mapped, it was an easy thing to do. 

	Sometimes, he left the girl's memories of their previous sexual encounters intact. This was especially desirous if a girl had been badly raped and the adult (or group of adults) wanted a little girl who was already terrified. 

	As he removed the pads from Theresa's head, he saw the three very small bumps beneath the skin behind each ear which was the only external indication that the subject was a REL and not a "natural" human. These bumps were where the neural interfaces were for brain wipes or other alterations involving memory and knowledge. Now it had become fashionable in some circles for natural human to get injections to give them the bumps although the things were only visible if you looked closely behind someone's ear. These were strange days.

	After Theresa left to assist the other women in the "school", Brian sat for a while as he waited for his new arrival. As they often did when he was idle, his thoughts drifted to past experiences with his girls.

	There was the first time he decided he'd have to do a group wipe of all twelve girls. They had been abused enough that they were all showing signs of emotional trauma. The wipes would easily rectify that, but first he decided to have a sort of going away party for the kids. 

	Seated at their tables in the classroom, the girls became nervous and agitated as Brian and over twenty of his friends and clients filed into the room. Each kindergartner had vivid memories of what grown men had been doing to them and some began to cry while one more adventuresome type tried to scoot and hide behind a bookcase. 

	While the REL women sat and watched with no reaction, the men descended on their little herd of helpless prey. Gentleness was not on the menu this day as the girls had their clothing torn away while greedy fingers eagerly explored their writhing little figures. 

	It was the one who had taken shelter behind the shelves who screamed first, wailing as her bubbly little bottom was invaded by a hard prick. Her shrieks made the dark-haired tyke whom Brian had pinned to a table jerk her head and look. But then his girl had her attention focused abruptly on the dick pushing between her legs. Her hairless cunt mound surrendered immediately; the chubby labia stretching wide for the invader. 

	The only resistance was in her size, but her stretchable twat could not stop him and Brian was astounded once again by the amount of volume one small set of vocal chords could produce when the girl attached to them was getting her tiny cherry ripped open and her baby fuck tube filled with cock.

	Not they could have babies, but female RELs were equipped with all of the usual body parts as some were utilized as surrogate mothers. So even little REL girls had cervixes - which were rather annoying when first trying to cram six inches of prick into a very small space. But these kiddy cunts could certainly expand and elongate after a few minutes of hard fucking with only a little temporary damage here and there. When Brian pushed all the way in at just the right angle, he could actually make a five year-old's tummy bulge a little bit.

	And that's just what his little toy's belly was doing although she was not complaining. That would have been hard to do as her head had been pulled back by another man so he could use her orally. And the child's throat certainly did expand so that Brian could gauge the movement of the prick in there. After wrenching his cock in and out of the slick vice of the five year-old's snatch for ten minutes, Brian came violently. Again, he was reminded of female anatomy as the child's womb was filled first before the rest of his semen flooded her undersized cunt. A friend had once remarked how those tiny baby makers were kind of like reservoir tips on the end of condoms that caught most of the wad. Brian still laughed at that although his little partner hadn't thought it funny at all.

	Sobbing wretchedly, the kindergarten girls were helpless to stop the abuse as they were passed from man to man and subjected to non-stop rapes as they were anally assaulted, had their smooth young cunnies plugged, and choked on the throbbing meat in their throats. Every invasion left them with more hot stickiness deep inside their bodies before more hard cocks bulled their way inside their throbbing holes in a variety of positions.

	By the time the men were done, the five year-olds were spent and bruised, panting as jism slowly drained from their tiny but well-used orifices. Some of the men helped Brian by carrying the children to the programming room where he commenced to wipe their memories. They would awake in a few days, safe and snug in their beds with their fully healed bodies and nothing but pleasant thoughts in their brains.

	One man - a tall, muscular type with a shaved head named Sean - carried two moaning girls into the programming room. With each hand, he had a middle finger buried in a girl's asshole with his thumb hooked into her cunt while carrying them upside down. Noticing how the others were staring at his unorthodox grip, he said something about taking the girls bowling and the other guys broke down laughing.

	Then there was what Brian referred to as "The Blonde Thing". He had been working on a project for the company in which very specific character traits could be loaded into a REL's brain. Brian had been part of a team that mapped changes in the brains of RELs who had gone too long between wipes, discovering the changes that marked where the subjects had generated their own independent preferences and personality traits. 

	Two members of the team had abruptly quit, stating that this proved that RELs were sentient beings. Brian had cast those concerns aside, knowing that even if that was true, a good hard brain wipe would fix that problem and keep it fixed for another few years.

	After hours, he had conducted further testing on his little subjects here at the residence. Of the twelve girls, three had blonde hair while the others had varying shades of brown and black. He took one of the blondes, a trusting little thing named Giselle, and put her in isolation for a few days. The child missed her friends and didn't understand why she had been separated. On the fourth day, Brian entered her room and told her that four others had also missed her terribly and wanted to play some new games with her. 

	Giselle, who had received a mind wipe to erase the memories of recent sex acts just before her isolation, was overjoyed when the other four came into her room. Unknown to her, Brian had been testing the research his company had been doing and had loaded an aggressive, lesbian pedo attraction to any blonde haired girl. As the others pushed her down and began to tear at her clothes, Giselle's joy had turned to confusion. By the time she was naked and pinned, her fear was now evident.

	Giselle's legs were spread while one girl lustfully chewed and sucked on her hairless cunt. When Brian saw the dainty little morsel again, it was redder in color from teeth marks and gleaming with spit. It would soon be much, much redder. Another girl was sitting on Giselle's face, force-feeding her cunny to the timid blonde who was ordered to lick her. 

	The programmed girls were like voracious little beasts, mouthing Giselle all over until her chest, belly, pussy, and rump were all covered in bite marks. That's when Brian put strap-on dildos on two of the girls. The rubber dicks were smaller than usual, but considering their target, it would allow for something that adult-sized members couldn't do without inflicting grave damage. A golden-skinned, Oriental girl practically launched herself onto Giselle. Although she was somewhat clumsy with her crying victim struggling beneath her, the girl wedged the tip of her dildo between Giselle's smooth cunny lips and plunged her tiny hips forward.

	Giselle wailed as her cherry was breached, arching her back violently as the other five year-old jammed the hard rubber dong deeper into her snug little twat. Blood was squirting from the bald entrance of her tiny cunt hole each time the other girl thrust into her. Approaching the interlocked pair, Brian rolled them over together so that Giselle's ass was exposed. Less than a minute later, the unfortunate blonde was screeching as her undersized ass was brutally sodomized by another sex-crazed five year-old while the Oriental girl stabbed into her precious cuntlet from below. 

	Then Giselle's cries were silenced when a third girl knelt in front of her. Grabbing Giselle's yellow locks, she pulled her face into her hairless snatch and made the helpless blonde eat her pussy while getting double-raped below the waist.

	With the room much quieter, Brian could hear the wet, meaty sounds of the two rubber cocks as they sawed in and out of Giselle's bleeding sex holes. Seeing how the blonde's delicate openings were severely tested, Brian was glad he had gone with a smaller size of sex toys. Afraid of further horrors, Giselle licked at the small slit pressed against her mouth with all of the force she could muster while the curly haired tot holding her hair crooned about what an obedient little bitch she was.

	Three days later, Giselle and her tormentors had been brain wiped and were playing at having a tea party while they wore frilly little dresses that never quite kept their panties covered. But it was still a basically innocent scene that became so much hotter it was played side by side with the gang rape footage from earlier. 

	"Mr. Evers? Tegan is here."

	Brian was jolted from his lascivious reveries by the polite voice of Laura, another one of the REL women he had on hand. She was very efficient as a receptionist and a teacher as well as being quite capable of holding a little girl in any position so the tot could be raped.

	Brian arrived in the reception area to find a small red-haired girl seated, swinging her legs as she waited. He recognized her immediately from a successful campaign ad a company had used for nearly seven years. Having a REL girl in the campaign was useful as it spared them from contracts and having to find replacements as a naturally-born girl would have aged. But then word got out that the face of their product was a REL. While many consumers didn't care either way, others were furious at the company for employing "child slave labor" to sell their goods. In the opposite camp, another segment of the population would never buy something that involved a "filthy meat bag", to use one of the more polite terms. 

	As the best way to avoid any consumer backlash was to get rid of the girl, they did so. This seemed to appease all sides although no one ever asked what became of the tyke who had smiled at them from billboards and TVs.

	Brian had arranged to purchase her, but the law required that any REL being sold had to be sold back to the manufacturer for brain wiping before being resold. But since he worked for the company, he was able to get her off the books while signing forms stating she would be brain wiped over the course of his research. That satisfied the requirements and despite having twelve pretty young girls to play with for years, Brian was looking forward to a new one. 

	When Brian introduced himself to Tegan, the girl seemed a bit shy in front of this strange man who brazenly looked her over. This nervousness had to be the result of a budding independent personality she as developing as she had never been wiped in her seven years of existence. 

	"And how old are you, Tegan?" he asked.

	The girl held up a hand with all fingers spread wide.

	"Five. I'm in kindergarten." she said proudly, finally smiling at the chance to tell someone what a big girl she was. And in her mind and body, she would always be that age. 

	"What a perfect age," Brian declared. "Let me show you around a little before I give you an examination."

	"What's that?" she asked as he took her by the hand.

	"An examination is how I make sure you are in good physical shape which is very important."

	"Oh, I heard grown-ups talk about that when they had to go to a doctor," Tegan replied. "I never did, but maybe I get to now because I'm five years old."

	"That's right," Brian agreed. "And I especially love giving five year-olds their exams."

	Tegan was quite excited to see other girls her age when Brian showed her the classroom in a viewing monitor. A programmed reaction would have been to be very happy, such as Giselle mistakenly was when she was reunited with those four other girls. But Tegan's went beyond that, further proof of her growing sentience.

	After showing her the dorm where the girls usually slept, Brian took her to his examination room which was equipped like a doctor's office for those times when someone wanted to "play doctor" with one of their little fuck mates.

	Following Brian's instructions to remove her clothing, Tegan stripped to her undies. When Brian told her to take them off, too, she was confused. She had never been told to get naked before except to be bathed. Brian could tell she was a little nervous about it; a product of her blossoming sentience. This was a nice variation from the other girls who either didn't know better following a brain wipe or were frightened because they knew what was next. And Tegan was about to learn.

	Once the girl was nude, Brian took a moment to admire her smooth little body with her tummy just showing a hint of roundness and a much more pronounced shape tucked between her sturdy little legs. But he had already decided to start on the other side and lifted her up onto the examination table, placing her face down with her legs dangling over the side.

	The five year-old's pert little rump was presented at an enticing feast. As Brian greedily pawed at it, squeezing and pulling on the tiny buttocks, Tegan gasped audibly.

	"Is something wrong?" he asked reasonably as he fingered the pink rosebud of her back entrance.

	"N-nobody touches me there," Tegan managed to say in a strangled voice.

	The little girl had never thought about that place except as the part she used to sit and to use the toilet with. But now this man was very interested in her bottom - even the hole there!

	"That's quite a problem," Brian told her. "Little girls need to be fucked all over on a regular basis. When was the last time you were fucked?"

	"What does that mean?" she asked nervously. "Isn't that supposed to be a bad word?"

	"More like a fun one, at least to me. It looks like I'm going to have to fuck you back there."

	While Brian lubed his erection with oil, Tegan pondered her predicament. Whatever fucking meant, she needed to have it done and the man seemed very urgent to get it done right away. She hoped it would go well as she wasn't sure if she was supposed to do anything. When she turned to ask, she was stunned to see Brian rubbing something shiny on the fleshy stick in his hand. It was attached to him where her kitty was on her body.

	"What's that?" she asked.

	"This is my cock. It's what I use to fuck little girls with."

	Now this whole fucking thing was even more confusing to the child. She lay passively as his oily hands once again tugged her ass cheeks open. Then the slippery head of his cock was pushing at her opening. Brian took hold of her hips, pushing harder. When Tegan felt herself opening there, she became frightened and tried to struggle.

	"Oh no you don't, you little bitch," Brian hissed, following it up with a hard kidney punch. 

	Tegan stopped, stunned by the blow. Then her strength came back on a wave of adrenaline as Brian suddenly plowed his cock through the child's anus while she was unable to resist. The unexpected entry was excruciating as the five year-old's muscled ring expanded, tearing a bit as it was unable to respond quickly enough to the turgid meat being forced through it. 

	Tegan wailed, but it did not stop the pain from Brian's efforts at all. Then came the heavy battering against her innards as the hardness rammed against the softness, forcing it to spread deeper. When it could go no more, the man pulled partway out only to slam back inside, buggering his way further into the squirming tot's anal chute.

	Tegan's milky buttocks were forcibly parted by the thickness of Brian's meat - overly thick compared to her diminutive size. But she was being made to enlarge in her rectum as the marauding prick never ceased in its conquering thrusts. Now he was so far inside of her that all she could do was to utter sharp huffs while the man went in and out. Something fleshy kept smacking into her smooth cunny every time he went fully into her.

	Like any of the other girls, Tegan had a wonderfully warm ass whose inner lining snuggled up to his shifting cock like a fleshy sleeve. And like the other ones, he had to force her a bit more than her body could handle and he could feel the added wetness of her blood trickling in her wounded bottom. It was no concern as they could heal so quickly and Brian fucked the little girl with brutal, digging strokes until she succumbed and dropped her head against the table.

	Tegan lay still, barely able to breathe while she learned what it was like to get her ass fucked. Her vision was blurry from her tears but she made no move to wipe them away while the man's cock kept punching deep in her guts. 

	With a loud contented breath, Brian came; his seed jetting well into the five year-old's innards. He could hear Tegan groaning softly as something wet pulsed inside her, searing her wounded rectum. Without fanfare, Brian ripped his dick from the child's ass when he was done, noticing the stream of blood-threaded semen escaping from her damaged anus.

	The force of his exit had pulled the girl closer to the edge of the table where she fell, landing bonelessly on the floor. Brian barely noticed as he wiped the gore from his prick before going to another room to get a beer and celebrate Tegan's first ass rape. As he left, he promised her he'd be back for more fun.

	Tegan's breaths came raggedly. Brian's comment about returning gave her a brief flash of panicked strength, but she could still not overcome the pain in her rear and get up to walk. But her life experience had given her a sense of self-preservation and she crawled out of the room, struggling down the hall until she found another room with an open door. 

	It was a fairly sparse room, but it had a bed and the little girl worked her way under it. Tegan's head sagged to the floor once she was hidden in her haven and she wished the agony would soon subside.

	Brian was preoccupied when he returned to the room and was surprised and annoyed to find Tegan missing. Then he grinned, amused at the little girl's emergent independence. No regularly brain-wiped kid would try to get away - they'd be waiting, possibly shivering in terror and misery, but they'd be waiting.

	However, finding her was not going to be a problem when he looked at the floor. There was a trail of pink rape slime, the combination of her blood and his cum, that had oozed from her ass as she made her escape. Chuckling, he followed her tracks into the hall and down to one of the private sex rooms. Seeing how the nasty goo disappeared under the bed, Brian casually whistled while removing his shirt, shoes, pants, and boxers, leaving him in only an undershirt and socks. 

	He knew she was under there, no doubt watching him with dread and praying she wouldn't be discovered. With no warning, he bent over, catching the fearful look on her face as he snaked his arm in and pulled her out by the shoulder. Tegan squeaked with fright as she was pulled clear from her hiding place. Circling his arm around her waist, he pulled her onto his lap while he sat on the bed.

	"I couldn't help but to think how your baby cunt has been neglected," Brian said to the sniffling tyke. "So I'm going to do the only decent thing and rape it open nice and wide for you."

	Tegan didn't understand what a cunt was but soon learned it meant that place between her legs. Brian gripped her by her lower limbs and pulled her hairless pussy against the head of his dick. He left her in that position while he rubbed her legs, enjoying her smooth skin and the softness of her thighs with her little muscles nice and firm just beneath the fleshy outer layer. 

	The five year-old was whimpering loudly as the man tugged on her legs, bouncing on his member as her little girlish mound spread open to take his glans. The portal to her virgin channel was quite small and reluctantly expanded as Brian's prick head, aided by some freshly applied oil, bored through it and simultaneously pushed on her hymen just inside the entrance. 

	Having no clue of the anatomy inside the small cleft of her cunny, Tegan wriggled as she endured the gradually increasing pain her inner labia and the stretching of her cherry. Having felt the damage inflicted inside her ass not too long ago, she was afraid that she was going to tear open in a new place.

	With a harder pull, Brian confirmed her fears, breaching the child's maidenhead and hearing the accompanying screech from the five year-old as her previously innocent twat was mercilessly violated. Like he had done to her anally, Brian invaded Tegan's pussy with hard thrusts upward and hard pulls downward, forcing more of his cock into her desperately straining sex tube.

	Her deliciously tight cunny was quite elastic, stretching incredibly around the girth of his hardness. The expansion also went lengthwise, allowing him to pound his way further into her compact little body. 

	"Look down," he barked sharply and the little girl obeyed.

	Then she wailed even harder when she saw the tiny place between her thighs where their bodies were joined. Her bald cunny lips were pulled amazingly wide apart, the edges stained red with the fresh blood from her defloration that also painted the shaft that was plunging in and out of her. Every move inward was a blow to her belly, making her tummy pulse outward as the man's cock pushed against her on the inside.

	Brian enjoyed Tegan's agonized squirming as he bounced her up and down on his meat. Her tiny cuntlet sealed itself around his thrusting prick, all hot and slick and making thick gooey sounds as he stroked in and out of her. He controlled his movements, not wanting to cum too quickly as he enjoyed the vice-like fit of a raped, five year-old pussy.

	After twenty minutes though, he could hold no longer. The child's twat practically begged for his jism in the way it juicily grabbed at his cock. With a loud grunt, he started to ejaculate, flooding Tegan's tiny uterus before his load flooded out of her invaded cuntlet along with the liquid remnants of her shattered virginity.

	Tegan groaned as she was lifted off of him. But then Brian pushed her thighs together and poked at her injured cunny mound. More fluid squished from her twat, spreading over the smoothness of her thighs. With every surge inside her violated little sex organs, Tegan grunted and jerked her body.

	He tossed her on the bed, wiped off his dick, and got dressed. Then he pulled her upright, making her stand on tottering legs while he held one arm high over her head. Tegan was forced to walk; each step agony as her ass and pussy protested the movement. The slop on her crotch and inner legs advertised her new status as a sex toy.

	They entered the classroom where the other twelve girls were seated. Shamed by her nakedness and the splattered stains of her defilement, Tegan hung her head. She wept as she tried to explain herself.

	"He...he hurt me," she sobbed. "He put his...cock in me and then he..."

	She stopped and looked up as she heard the scraping of chairs in the room. The other girls were all her age, but the looks in their eyes made her freeze. They looked like the eyes of the man who had just done such unbearable things. And now they were pulling their clothes off as they approached her.

	Brian stepped away as he watched a dozen little sex-hungry imps surround the new girl. The day before, he had created a variation of "The Blonde Thing"; this time loading that same hardcore, carnal lust in each girl, but with the attraction changed to little girls their age with red hair. 

	Now naked, they surged around Tegan. The freshly raped tot disappeared under a swarm of smooth little bodies of little girls eager to have her in any way they could. Brian could hear Tegan's cries along with the wet smacking of mouths. 

	Theresa was in the room and had pulled a few of the girls aside. The woman who had been growing protective of the children only hours ago was now strapping dildos on several of them. The first girl so equipped threw herself into the pile. The other girls understood and soon Brian caught a glimpse of Tegan's little buttocks in the air before another five year old skewered her with a greased rubbed cock that pushed between the fleshy globes and sank through her raw anus.

	The little girl hunched hard into the screaming redhead's tight ass which was still lubricated from her earlier rape. Tegan's was quickly silenced and although Brian couldn't see Tegan's head, the  heavy lidded expression of lust on another girl's face told him that Tegan was being forced to learn how to eat pussy. Maybe Tegan would find some small measure of enjoyment while munching on a bald, pudgy little twat and discovering the flavor of another child's sex.

	After some time, the mass of girls shifted and now Brian saw Tegan face up with her ass still impaled on the rubber dick of the girl hunching upward from beneath her. Tegan's mouth was smeared with something wet - the drippings from the first cunny she had been fed. Another girl promptly squatted down while another growled something in Tegan's ear. Brian could see Tegan's jaw from the side as the girl hastily tongued her new mistress. 

	Two more girls held Tegan's legs apart. Her bald snatch was shiny and clean from the hungry mouths that had attacked it. It would be a very tight fit inside her twat with the cock in her ass pressing against her cunny channel. 

	A blonde wearing a strap-on positioned herself there. It was Giselle, which gave Brian an extra thrill as he watched the one-time victim wiggle her gorgeous little ass while she crammed her dildo into the tiny hairless entrance of Tegan's compressed cunt. Tegan convulsed as the second penetration reconfigured her twat, straining it against the ravaging presence of the dong in her rectum. The two five year-olds above and below her humped frenetically, wrenching their rubber cocks in and out of their fellow kindergartner's overly stretched fuck tunnels while the third girl thrilled to the screaming vibrations against her overheated young pussy.

	While he watched the kiddy lesbian gang rape of the little redhead, Brian decided to refrain from giving Tegan any mind wipe. The others would get theirs; once again being innocent but not understanding why their new classmate was acting so oddly around them. Tegan was going to learn that there was more than one way to be fucked with.



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