Beg him to drive you home. You need a hot shower and an ice pack.

From Create Your Own Story

"HoooOOooome..." is all you can muster to say before your collapses into the backseat again. You look back to the huge man behind you, and he looks like he just saw a ghost. His eyes shift all around, looking like a child who just got caught with his hand in the cookie jar. He seems to be at least a little bit guilty. He grabs you by the arms and sits you up, then buckles you in with a seat belt. Sitting on your sore, swollen ass hurts, but you're numb enough that you can bare it.

In about forty minutes, you arrive back at your home. Your head has finally stopped spinning, but your ass still feels like a keg of dynamite blew up inside it. In your dried up, shriveled and soaked up micro-bikini, you limp out of his car and to your door. Watching you stumble and nearly fall, he rushes out to steady you and walks you over to the door.

"Uhhh, are you okay? Do I need to, like... call an ambulance?" He asks. "Urgh, don't flatter yourself." You answer back, scoffing. "I'll be fine, I went through this every other week back in my party days. But next time you fuck a girl, don't be such a meathead about it!"

The man nods in agreement and walks back to his car. You open the door and walk straight to bed, collapsing face first. The next day, you found out your car was towed, you have tickets for disorderly conduct, public nudity, lewd conduct, and traffic violations. Tons of people also saw the whole thing, and now there's footage all over the internet. You believe the current title is "Hot big-titty bimbo gets buttfucked in car after traffic accident." Just stellar.

But that's all stuff you can deal with in time. Right now, sitting on a giant block of ice in your kitchen, with your (now working) air conditioner on full blast, you just ponder how long it'll take the swelling in your ass to go down.

THE END

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