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Selene and Coral stepped out of the tent, excitedly chattering about the amazing trapeze show they had just seen. The fair had just stopped in the teenagers’ small, small town and was the talk of the town. Where there was usually dust and litter stood the fairgrounds, sparkling with a million bright lights and colors. Selene had never seen anything like it in her entire life. Her parents had finally let her go out with her friend alone, and Selene was determined to kick off her senior year with the best night ever.

“Soooo… Selene, I know that we said it’d be a girls night,” Coral pinched her face apologetically, glancing at the blonde teen out of the corner of her eye. At the first syllable, Selene’s face had immediately twisted into an outraged expression. 

“Coral, you’re kidding me,” Selene glared at her friend, her normally gentle blue eyes narrowed. 

“Look, the fair’s going to be around for a whole week! We can go out literally any other night with just the two of us!”

“That’s what you said last week! You can’t go one night without your boyfriend?” Selene asked, incredulous. 

“I just don’t know why we can’t meet up! If he’s around and I’m around, there’s no reason for us not to meet up. He said he’s with a friend, so it’s not like you’d be a third wheel!” Coral argued. 

“That’s not the point! I don’t want to hang out with them tonight. This is the first time that I’m allowed to go out and do what I want without my mom hanging all over me!”

“Yes! Exactly! So wouldn’t you want to kick it off and hang out with the guys?” 

“No, I wanted to kick it off with my best friend!” Selene growled. 

“You’re being so selfish! You know I hardly get to see Josh.”

“You’re going to see him every day at school!” 

“Yeah, and I’m seeing him tonight too. With or without you.”

“Really, Coral? You’re really going to ditch your best friend for your boyfriend?” Selene couldn’t believe it.

“I wouldn’t be ditching anyone if you’d just stop being a killjoy!”

“Well, I’m not coming, so have fun with your stupid boyfriend, you, you traitorous bitch!” Selene raised her voice, ears red with anger. 

“I will!” Coral shot back and then disappeared into the waves of people.

Selene clenched her fists, trying to blink back tears. She had just wanted a fun night of freedom with her friend, and now she was alone.

Whatever, she’d just go and have fun alone.

Selene sniffled once more and then rubbed at her eyes. The blonde girl straightened up and looked around for her next activity before determinedly setting off towards a funnel cake stand.

The pretty teen didn’t notice red eyes watching her from the dark.

Selene wandered through the fair, riding the rides and sampling the treats. It wasn’t quite the same without Coral, but Selene was enough of a loner that she could have fun by herself.

She managed a whole hour of entertaining herself before she had the funniest feeling she was being followed.

Sticky the Clown had just finished his show when he had seen the gorgeous little thing standing by herself. He had taken in her short, frilly, white dress. Her creamy thighs and flushed face. She had the cutest little face too, and Sticky knew that he just had to have her. A dark lust had overcome him and he found himself trailing behind her. 

Selene shivered as she felt that strange, dark presence and hurried along. She just had to try and shake whoever it was.

She turned this way and that, barely registering where she was going. Of course, Sticky knew where he was going. He knew the fairgrounds like the back of his hand.

He followed her with ease as her anxiety grew and grew. Her pace quickened and she practically ran around trying to get away. Sticky felt something ignite inside him, seeing the white fabric flutter up as she dashed off. A simmering heat overcame the huge man. What a little minx she was. She had all but given him bedroom eyes. She clearly wanted him to chase after her, the little seductress. Sticky felt his heart swell up with desire. If she wanted him to chase her, then he would. There was no way he’d let her go. 

Selene scrambled, increasing her pace until she was running as fast as she could. She was sprinting in panic. Every now and then she’d turn her head and catch a glimpse of Sticky, causing a spike of terror to shoot through her. Her field of vision narrowed down to a single ray in front of her, her heart pumping loudly as she tried to escape to safety. People turned to look at the teenage girl, worried but not worried enough. Nobody wanted to step up to see if the girl had an actual reason to run, and all wrote it off as teenage shenanigans to assuage themselves of any guilt. 

Selene gasped for air, panting as her legs flew. Left, left, right, forward, under the arch, through that tent. Left, left again. Right. Forward. Run! Run! Run! 

She ran and ran and ran and then finally found herself slam to a halt at a door. She was trapped. She whipped her head back and forth, blonde hair dancing as the teenager desperately looked for another path. She could hear footsteps and she knew there was no other way but forward. Selene took a deep breath and blinked hard before she opened the door and slid inside.

It was a mistake. 

Selene trembled as she took in the small room. She had hoped she was entering a building with other people, or a building with more doors and hallways she could escape through.

Instead, the petite teenager had found herself in a small trailer. It was messy, with clothes and makeup strewn about and crumpled cans littered around. There was a small connected bathroom and the only furniture was a king size bed. There was a musk that permeated the entire room, manly and overpowering.

Selene turned to try and lock the door, but the door flung open right before and Sticky stepped into his trailer. He smiled at her garishly, extremely happy with the situation. It had been a fun game, herding his little paramour to his lair. She was quick and energetic, which pleased him. They would have so much fun together.

“Sticky likes pretty girl,” Sticky rumbled in approval at his prey. A meaty, sweaty hand reached behind to lock the door so nobody could bother them from outside. Selene’s legs trembled, from exhaustion and from fear. 

“P-Please don’t hurt me,” Selene whimpered as she finally took in her chaser.

Sticky the clown was monstrously huge. He towered over her, bending his head a little so he didn’t bump the trailer ceiling. He was fat, but his arms bulged with muscle. It was difficult to pinpoint the man’s actual features underneath his face paint, which was garish and nightmarish.

The white face paint was greasily slathered messily over his face and down his flabby neck. He had a painted red nose as well as red, oily, fat lips. The red was smeared downward like his lips were bleeding.   

His beady, demonic eyes were smudged with blue paint, smeared in a way that made him look crazed rather than fun or bright. Red face paint was also smudged on his cheeks in lazy circles, smeared in a line downwards like bloody paint trails to match his lips.

Sticky was terrifying.

“I’m Sticky,” the clown said in a jovial tone. He stepped up to the quivering teenager and leaned down over her. 

Selene gulped. He was huge. His hands were bigger than her face. He could snap her in half and not even break a sweat. Oh God, was she about to die? She didn’t want to die. She was too young to die.

“Sticky loves pretty girly” Sticky’s voice dropped to a low whisper. Selene felt a shiver run through her body at the darkness in the clown’s voice.

She had always hated clowns.

Sticky leaned down even more and stuck out an unnaturally long tongue. His breath smelled sour and rotten, and Selene held her breath and tried not to gag as the appendage slowly licked a wet stripe from her trembling chin up her cheek. 

Her legs felt like jelly and panic was thudding inside her but she couldn’t move. She was torn between wanting to hyperventilate and wanting to hold her breath. Her senses were all on edge and Selene just wanted to be outside. She didn’t want to be with Sticky the clown.

Sticky’s tongue sought out her mouth and swiped a revolting trail of saliva over her lips. After a couple of rough licks and pokes, his tongue wiggled its way into her mouth.

“Hrrrgh,” Selene gurgled in disgust as she practically choked on the clown’s long, thick tongue. 

“Mmmmrph, heeeheehee,” Sticky giggled as he explored the teenager’s mouth with his tongue. He moaned loudly as he flicked his tongue around, swiping it all over the inside of her sweet mouth. He tasted her with relish, panting into her mouth and slurping clumsily at her lips and tongue. Her mouth was filled with his drool, the rancid liquid leaking out of her mouth and dribbling down her chin. 

“Nnnnnnrgh,” Selene whimpered in disgust. He tasted awful. It was her first kiss and it was absolutely revolting. He had no technique. He just eagerly licked all over and inside her mouth, forcing her to taste his sour, lukewarm saliva. Even if he had been the best kisser in the world, it would have been horrible. She had never felt so violated. Of course, that was only the beginning. 

“Ahhhh, ahhh,” the clown panted into her mouth, moaning and giggling intermittently as he indulged in the teenager. She was perfect and wonderful and all for him. He loved how she trembled against him, how submissive she was. He had always seen beautiful girlies running around and now he had one of his very own.  

One of his meaty hands clamped onto her left breast. Selene whimpered again at the molestation. His hand was gigantic and sweaty and grossly warm over her small tit. He squeezed the soft flesh, rubbing at her nipple and massaging the mound roughly. Her face was twisted in discomfort as the man played and pulled at her body. The kissing and the groping were all so much, and she was so pure and so innocent. Well, she had been.

Selene had always dreamed of what her first kiss would be. She had imagined a romantic date with a kind guy her age, someone who loved and cared for her just as much as she did him. She had imagined that they’d get to know each other and, as old fashioned as it may have been, would woo her. He’d compliment her and text her sweet things. He’d buy her little gifts and hold her hand at school. They’d sit together for lunch and she would blush when he’d put his arm around her or when their legs might brush together.

Their first kiss would have been after many days of this. He would have taken her out, maybe to a nice restaurant or maybe on a picnic. She’d be nervous but excited, and he would be just as flushed as her when he’d ask her if it was alright. She’d timidly nod and bite her lip and look at him under her lashes and then he’d lean down and chastely press his lips against hers. It’d be tender and sweet. Or, well, it would have been. 

Instead, she had a much, much older man’s brutish hand roughly groping her chest, a slimy, warm tongue forcibly tangled with hers, and sour drool and paint smeared down her chin. The teenager mewled with despair, a piece of her heart breaking with her childhood dream.

Sticky was enamored with her. He thought she was just the cutest thing, and her little whimpers and mewls were so arousing. His other hand slid to her backside, stretching down as he grabbed a handful of her pert butt. He kneaded the flesh and moaned, enjoying how soft and supple she was.

They stood there for a minute, the terrifying clown drinking his new sweetheart up eagerly. She was so small and delicate. He loved how tiny she was compared to him. How he could manhandle her however he pleased. She was so sweet in his arms, kissing him with her soft lips and delicious tongue. He could spend all day exploring her mouth, licking into every nook and cranny, but his lower half had other ideas.

“Sticky like soft girly,” the clown moaned during a brief second where he pulled away from her addicting mouth. Then he dove in for another deep kiss. It was hard for him to stay kissing her that long, since he was much taller, and he began to back her up to his bed.

“Mmph,” Selene’s eyes were wide with distress as she deepthroated Sticky’s tongue. She stumbled as he pressed her backwards, her eyes longing for the locked door as she drew farther and farther away from it. It felt like ages and seconds simultaenously when the backs of her legs hit soft fabric. 

“Sticky gonna make girly real sticky,” Sticky mumbled as he easily lifted and tossed the teenager onto his bed before she could process what he said. Her slight form lightly bounced and then sank into the soft mattress with a quiet yelp. His bed was just as big and just as smelly and dirty as the clown. Selene whimpered as her back hit the mattress, his jizz coated bedding surrounding her as he clambered on top of her and pressed his groin against hers. He moaned loudly as his throbbing erection made contact.

“N-No, oh God, no,” Selene whispered as she felt the clown’s gigantic bulge firmly against her private area. She bit her lip as her adrenaline finally began to wear off and tears started to well up in her eyes. The kissing and the groping had been so awful, but she had held onto the hope that maybe that’d be it. Maybe he’d let her go. Maybe he wouldn’t touch her anymore. But the warm flesh squashed against her genitals said otherwise. She was too terrified to fight or say anything though. She knew it’d be hopeless. He was so much bigger and stronger than her. She was completely trapped and at his mercy.

“S-Soft girly for Sticky,” the clown moaned as he began to roll his flabby hips. He sat up and grabbed her waist and pulled her flush against him so he could grind right against her clothed pussy. She was like a doll in his grasp, her fragile body moving easily to accommodate his dark desires.

“Unnghhhh, sticky girly, sticky girly,” the clown moaned as he rocked against her, mashing his bulge between her legs clumsily. Selene was mortified and scared. Nobody had ever touched her before. Her parents had always been super overprotective and had never let her have a boyfriend. She had never dared disobey either. The clown was so frightening and gross and he was definitely, definitely too old for her. His patchy face paint showed uneven facial hair and his head was balding. The hair that was there was thin and greasy and long. Everything about him was repulsive. He was the ugliest being that she had ever seen in her life. 

And here he was, between her slender legs, humping her into his dirty bed and taking away all of her firsts, one by one.

“Nooo,” Selene whimpered, unable to keep herself completely quiet while Sticky rubbed against her. She could be as loud as she wanted. Nobody could hear her outside of his trailer and Sticky loved hearing the girl. She sounded so feminine and sweet when she cried, and it only made him harder. Sticky was a very simple creature, and all that mattered to him was the pleasure shooting through him where their bodies were joined.

“Nnnnnngh, sooo soft,” Sticky moaned as he continued to move. He humped the small teenager for nearly ten minutes, his pleasure steadily mounting before he felt something indescribable course through him. Without warning, he yelled and came. His cock spurted against his ratty pants, soaking them through. Selene winced as she felt warm wetness seep into her lacy panties.

Sticky sagged on top of the teenage girl as his cock continued to soil his already dirty pants and dampened her dress and underthings. Then he promptly fell asleep.

Selene sniffled under the oppressive weight of her captor. He was so heavy that he didn’t even budge when she tried to move him. He was pressed against her at every inch, and there was no way she could weasel out from under his body either. Especially without waking him.

All the innocent blonde teenager could do was lie there with her creamy thighs spread open, clown jizz soaking her panties and skin. She tried not to breathe in his masculine musk or think too much about her situation. She tried not to think about the cooling liquid between her legs, only a little bit away from being inside her. She really tried not to think about the inevitability that it would end up inside her. 

It was only a half hour before Sticky awoke from his orgasm induced nap. He was extremely happy to wake up to the cute girl underneath him, and his cock chubbed up almost immediately against her crotch.

“Noooooooo,” Selene whispered as he began to rut against her again. She closed her eyes, softly weeping as he rolled his hips. 

Sticky felt good, but he wanted more. His cock ached to be inside her. Desire thrummed through his gigantic body, pushing him to bury his throbbing length deep inside the lovely girl. It was lust and it was possession. Desperation. It would soon be nighttime, when the circus would close and all his friends would come outside. If anybody else saw his cute girly, they’d want her for themselves. And they couldn’t have her. She belonged to Sticky. So Sticky had to make her his. 

He worked quickly and Selene’s eyes fluttered open in startled fear as her panties were torn off. She stared with wide-eyed terror at Sticky’s humongous cock, positioned right at her entrance. 

“O-Oh God, no! NO! ANYTHING BUT THAT!” Selene screeched as she wiggled backwards on his bed. Sticky only grinned at her fondly, crawling forward until her back hit the trailer wall and she had nowhere left to go.

“Sticky make girly his,” Sticky whispered. His cock stood proudly at eight whole inches of thick, smelly meat. It was the kind of cock that one only saw in porn, not that Selene had ever dared to even look at that sort of thing. It was huge and slimy, dripping with old come and new precome. The head was large and purple-red and the long, thick shaft disappeared into a bush of matted, greasy pubic hair. Everything was dirty and smelly. It reeked of sweat and jizz and his balls were just as massive, swaying below in all their hairy, wrinkly glory. Selene began to hyperventilate at the idea of that thing entering her. 

“N-NO! P-Please, I’ll do anything else! Please, d-don’t. It won’t f-fit, oh God, please no, please, I can’t, I can’t, I can’t,” Selene begged as Sticky advanced. 

“Aghhhhh, noooo, s-stop, stop, please, please, I can’t, I can’t,” Selene continued to plead as the gigantic clown lifted her by her hips and aligned his erection. She could feel spongy, searing hot flesh prodding at her tiny slit, eager to enter her. Her toes clenched as she tried to angle away from the rod poking her entrance.

“G-Girly so warm,” Sticky moaned as the bulging head of his penis nudged just inside her. 

“N-No, I can’t, I can’t, I CAN’T, PLEASE DON’T— AGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Selene screamed in pain as the clown’s repulsive penis began to spear her open. Her tiny, virginal cunt was spread to its limits as the purplish head pushed inside her. She writhed desperately on his cock, gripping his soiled sheets as she cried in misery.

“S-Sticky like soft girly,” Sticky moaned as he steadily pushed inside her. She was so small and tight. Absolutely perfect. 

“NOOOOOOOOO, IT HUUUUUUURTS!” Selene howled as he skewered the tiny virgin on his monstrous cock. It took a while to fit all of his meat inside the teenager, but eventually his balls were pressed right against her ass. She heaved and twitched on his bed, beautiful blue eyes fluttering open and closed in pained distress as her soft cunt sucked him in.

“AH! AGHH! AHHHH! TAKE IT OUUUT!” Selene screamed in pain.

He experimentally thrust inside her.

“Nnnnngh, girly t-tight,” he groaned. He rolled his hips, grinding into her. 

“NOOO! STOP! TAKE IT OUT! IT HURTS!” 

“Nnnngh, ahhh, annhhhh,” Sticky began to pick up a rythym.

“PLEEEASE! OH GOD PLEASE NO!” Selene continued to wail. Sticky couldn’t even hear her pleas or distress. He could only focus on how amazing she felt. Eventually, Selene’s voice wore out. 

“It’s t-too much, too much. Too big, please, no, please, no more,” Selene weakly groaned. She felt so overwhelmed. She really was much too small for the clown. She barely fit all of his cock inside her, the tip pressed against her cervix painfully. She could feel every bit of his flabby skin against her. Every one of her senses was overwhelmed with the clown. He was all she could see, feel, hear, smell, or taste. She felt so shivery and tense, so scared and embarrassed.

He was so deep inside her, she was afraid that he’d just go right through her and his cock would come out her mouth. She felt like she was choking on his cock, even though it was buried inside her virginal pussy. Oh God, she had been a virgin. She had just lost her virginity to a clown! A dirty, nasty, old clown! She wanted to throw up. She wanted to sob. She wanted a bath.

She wiggled on his dick, seeking for escape, but only managing to excite the clown. He looked at her in wonder. The teenage girl was the most lovely thing he had ever seen or could ever even imagine and she was skewered on his cock.

Everyone else in camp had someone. They all had their lover or their playmate. Everyone except for him. People were always so scared of him. So many soft girlies had run away from him, out of his grasp. They thought he was ugly and terrifying. They never laughed at his jokes. Well, look who was laughing now. 

Now, he had his precious darling to love and to play with whenever he wanted. The circus life was lonely, but now Sticky had a gorgeous dolly to keep him company. 

He admired her as she squirmed on his penis, sending ripples of the most incredible pleasure he’d ever felt in his life through his body. His giant hands could almost enclose around her waist entirely and touch each other, that’s how slender she was. Her blonde hair was nearly angelic, like a halo around her face in shiny waves. She had sky blue eyes that were dewey with her tears. Her pale face glowed against his bedding, flushed the most appealing hues of reds and pinks while her gorgeous red lips opened and closed at every movement he made inside her. His girly was the epitome of femininity and youth. Men probably looked at her every day with lust, but she belonged to Sticky. Nobody but Sticky would ever know what her tight pussy felt like. 

It was like a dam broke for Sticky. He started laughing loudly as he fucked Selene. It was just so funny. All those people who were so afraid of him. But they had never had any reason to be afraid of him. He was just a harmless old clown. Those people were so silly! Everybody was so silly! Look at what he had to offer! He was so virile. Every girly who had ever run away from him was so silly! Much sillier than him, and he was a clown!

“Heeeheee! Heeheehee! Heehoo ha! HA HA HA!” Sticky was shouting with raucous laughter, tearing up. It was just all so funny. So, so funny. He used to be so hurt that people thought he was so scary, but nothing mattered now. He had a girly of his very own now. Nobody would ever think he was a loser ever again. Not with the prettiest girly in the world wrapped around his pulsing meat. 

“U-Ugh, nnnnghhh,” Selene weeped, terrified out of her mind as the clown raped her. His laughter was so loud and it didn’t make sense and everything hurt and he was violating her and she was just so, so scared. She was so scared.

Sticky slammed into her slim body with a fierce tenacity, puffy lips stretched into a crazed grin. His face paint had cracks all through it and he really was the stuff as nightmares. 

“HA HA HA HA HA!” Sticky punctuated every syllable with strong, deep thrusts. She felt bruised on the inside and she was so small and tight and he was so long and thick. All she could think about or feel was his cock inside her. Even when he wasn’t ramming himself balls deep, he was still stretching her beyond belief. Her insides were positively coated with his natural lubricant and her body had started to release its own slick in a fearful attempt to ease the pain for the small teenager.

He slid inside her easily, fucking her hard and fast. Since he had already come once, Sticky was able to hold off his climax much longer. His frenzied laughter turned into obscene moans as he took his pleasure from his captive. She felt amazing. Her cunt was so tight, it practically was sucking him in every time he pulled out. She was so wet from their combined juices and so, so soft and warm. 

Sticky had never even imagined so much pleasure. But now he would get to experience it whenever he wanted.

“Ungh, ah, ah, anhhhhh,” Sticky groaned as he slammed his slimy fuckrod into the quivering teen over and over. She was so wet, and just for him. So tight around his cock. He really had picked the perfect girly. He had known she would be perfect for him. She was his little honey. His darling girly, built just right to take his huge cock. No other girly could take his cock like she could. He fit inside her perfectly, like two puzzle pieces slotting together. She was meant for his cock. Her pussy was practically molded to his penis.

His girly was so sensual, so beautiful. Her white dress was soaked in sweat and clung to her in all the right ways, accentuating her perfect, lithe figure. Her cheeks were rosy pink and her lashes were just so dark and wet. Her pussy was just so tight and hot around his cock. He knew that she was craving him just as badly as he had craved her. 

Their little chase had been so exciting, and he knew that her pussy had invited him in from the very beginning. Such a needy little pussy. Sticky could feel how much her pussy wanted him. Her cunt clung to him like a second skin, pulling him back in like she never wanted him to leave. Sticky groaned at the thought. He never would leave her body.

In, out, in out. His loud moans and the vulgar sounds of their intimacy filled the air, covering her tiny whimpers and cries as she sobbed. The large clown was in absolute heaven. His little mate seemed so sweet and innocent, but he could feel how slutty she was for him. Just for him.

Her body knew who she belonged to. Nobody else could fill her up as good as Sticky. She was made for Sticky. Her slutty pussy could only be satisfied by Sticky’s fat meat. Only Sticky could fuck her as hard or as deep as she needed it. No other man in the world could piston his hips as fast as Sticky, driving inch after inch of searing hot flesh into that slick channel. 

“Ah, ah, ah, ahhh,” Selene gasped and moaned, chest heaving as she panted desperately for air. At no point had it felt any better. She was just as overwhelmed as she had been when he had first touched her. Her lower half felt like it was burning, her pussy was achingly sore and stretched painfully wide to accommodate her rapist’s girth. She felt like he was trying to fuck into her very soul and every thrust felt like a punch to her gut. Her vision was swimming as she sobbed, and his nightmarish face swam and shifted around.

She could smell nothing but him. Could taste nothing but him. Could hear nothing but him. Could feel nothing but him. 

She hated it. She hated it so much. 

“G-Girly feel so g-good,” Sticky moaned out. The pleasure that coursed through his body had slowly been rising in intensity, and he could feel his climax coming. His hands were clammy, but he maintained his tight grip on his lover’s waist as he yanked her down onto his meat. Their skin slapped together as he raped her. What Sticky saw as lovemaking was really more of using the teenager as a glorified fleshlight. 

“N-Nngh, agh, aghhh, n-nooo,” Selene weakly whined as he used her body. She couldn’t feel her legs or her arms, let alone move them. She could only lie there, limp and helpless to the clown’s lust. Everything was wet and smelly and painful. She felt so violated and unclean.

“S-Sticky so close,” Sticky gasped. 

He had a single minded focus on fucking her hole. He chased his pleasure eagerly. He had been fucking her for an absurdly long time, and while he certainly had the stamina to keep going, a tingle was making its way from his penis and through the rest of his body. 

Sticky could feel it building, rising, thudding against his ribcage with every thrust. He was maniacal with lust, raping her with an unparalleled frenzy as he reached for his climax.

“S-Sticky gonna, gonna,” Sticky’s voice cut off into a garbled moan as he smashed all of his meat into her tiny cunt, pulling her snug against him. He was as deep inside her as he could go, muscles bulging as he tried to yank her closer still. His balls were pressed against her, pressing against her like he wanted to fuck them inside her as well. 

“Owwww, noooooo, NOOOOOOOOO!” Selene screamed and wailed, first at the pain and then at the realization of what was happening. Of course she had known what would happen, but the reality of the situation was only just hitting her. 

His rape meat throbbed inside her. She felt a single pulse of his monstrous, veiny penis and then wet heat was splashing her insides and coating her walls.

“No, please nooooo, not inside me, noooo,” Selene writhed uselessly as Sticky flooded her soft insides with his fertile seed.

“Sticky girly, s-so good,” Sticky moaned as his cock spurted inside his girly.

“I-I don’t want a-a, b-baby,” Selene hiccuped deliriously as her sore pussy was coated over and over. 

“L-love my girly,” Sticky’s eyes rolled back in ecstasy as the teenager milked his cock and balls empty.

“I don’t want a babyyyyyy,” Selene cried. Sticky ignored her words and finally lowered himself on top of her. His whole body covered her and he pressed her down into the mattress as he rode out his climax. His flabby hips jerked weakly as he fucked his giant load of sperm into his girly. 

“Nooooo,” Selene whimpered. He was so heavy and she could feel every flabby wrinkle of his skin against hers. He was so sweaty and large and warm and his cock was still pulsing inside her, stuffing her cunny full of his nasty white stuff. 

Finally he stopped coming, and his spend dribbled out of her sore and abused cunt.

Selene felt a faint hope well up inside her. He was done, right? She could go home now? 

She felt him lift up. He was still deep inside of her, but he sat up. Then he placed a large hand underneath her and lifted her so she was squished against his fat belly and chest. He kept her there, pressed against him and penetrated on his softening cock, while he stood up.

She trembled with confusion as he walked over to his door and unlocked it. Then he opened it.

Why wasn’t he letting her off? Why hadn’t he pulled out? Was he letting her go? But then why was he still inside her? 

“Sticky show off girly now,” Sticky informed her proudly. Selene felt a new horror wash over her as he walked her towards the main circus area. Every step jostled his massive cock inside her, and she could feel him getting harder and bigger inside her as he walked out of his alley.

Selene’s eyes were huge with terror and anxiety as Sticky walked them into the open area and she took in the hedonistic scene.

All around her was sex.

Carnies were indulging in the most lewd displays, right there in public. And she was one of them. In order to not fall completely backwards, she had to wrap her slender arms around her rapist’s flabby neck. He bounced her on his already hard cock, fucking her happily as he walked her around.

There were couples having sex doggystyle, missionary style, pronepone, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, standing up, sitting down— everywhere and every way. Selene was horrified to see that many of the girls were wearing similar expressions to hers. Worse still were the ones who had dull and dim expressions of grim resignation. The worst ones of all were those with expressions of dazed ecstasy and fucked out delirium. She shuddered. Would she be like that? 

What was a kinder hell? 

There were women getting double teamed, triple teamed. There was a full orgy to her and Sticky’s left, a writhing mass of flesh, paint, and light. Everything was painted in neon lights, like a particularly vulgar and violent painting of futuristic indulgence. It was horrible and ugly, but otherworldly and fascinating. She didn’t want to look, but she couldn’t tear her gaze away.

Selene was completely limp in Sticky’s strong arms, and he easily lifted her up and down on his cock while he greeted various carnies. He was still gigantic, much too big for a girl of her size. She could barely take all of his length, but it had stopped hurting as bad as her first time in the trailer. It was a constant presence, a pounding ache that permeated her body, but the searing pain had diminished. Now it was just a dull soreness and a fullness that made her feel bloated.

“Hiya, Sticky! See you got yourself a lil playmate!” A reed thin man called out. Sticky jostled his girly on his cock as he turned towards the man and fuck walked them over. 

“Creedo,” Sticky greeted him amiably.

Selene almost threw up when she glanced down and saw a young lady screaming as a dog knotted her from behind. The scraggly man— Creedo— had a long, thin, veiny cock sliding in and out of her lips. A dog! An animal was fucking that girl! Selene heaved, repressing her gag reflex as she processed the abominable sight.

“Got yerself a real beaut, eh?” Creedo said, nodding towards Selene with a salacious grin. Selene felt an iron fist close over her heart and a blanket of cold cover her. Would that be her fate? Would she have to do that? Would she have to let a dog fuck her? Rape her? Would she end up as nothing but a dog’s fuck meat?

Selene’s chest puffed with anxiety at the thought and she clung to Sticky, clenching down on his cock in fear. Sticky moaned at her already tiny cunny gripping his cock. 

“Maybe you’ll share a lil,” Creedo continued, gesturing down towards the girl choking on his cock. Sticky’s eyes narrowed and he mashed the fragile teenager down, his dirty pubes scratching her delicate skin as he ground into her.

“Sticky’s girly,” Sticky bit out menacingly. Creedo raised his hands in deference, shrugging at the rejection. Selene felt something like relief wash over her as she held onto her clown, subconsciously wrapping her slim legs around him. Sticky quickly walked them away, greeting two women who were one of the few couples who both looked like they were enjoying themselves. They greeted Sticky lazily before returning to their fun, barely acknowledging the petite girl hanging off of the giant clown’s cock.

Onward, they walked. Selene’s stomach churned and her throat felt closed up as more and more obscene sights filled her vision. She couldn’t get herself to close her eyes though. Sticky raped her through every revelation, grounding her with every thrust. His cock was a constant, aching reminder of where she was. 

It was all real and she was a part of it.

She shuddered as she saw a man with two penises thrust into a girl who looked as young as her. The other teenager’s eyes were squeezed tight in pain as the cocks speared both of her holes open. The cocks were big. Not quite as big as Sticky’s, but definitely too much for the girl. Her ass was red and both her asshole and pussy looked stretched to the brim by the man’s cocks, leaking copious amounts of gelatinous sperm. Selene felt guilty that she felt relieved that at least Sticky only had one penis, huge as it was. The man glanced up and leered at her, backing off at Sticky’s responding growl.

Selene instinctively clenched down on her rapist’s meat and her breath hitched as he unleashed another huge load of sperm into her. His cock softened only slightly and the sweaty hand on her ass groped her eagerly.

Sticky pressed her up against a wall, buried to the hilt inside her and sloppily kissed her. His tongue dove into her mouth, hungrily devouring her. He licked at her gums, her teeth, and her tongue fervently, moaning loudly. He sucked her tongue and mushed his fatty lips against hers, making disgusting, churlish sounds. He grunted like a pig as he dominated her mouth, and soon Selene felt his softened cock chubbing up again.

She breathed in shakily, trying her best to ignore how foul he smelled and tasted. He made out with her against the wall for only a minute or two more, and by the time he had a solid grip on her to walk away, his penis was fully erect inside her. 

Onward, they walked. Selene stared at the numerous teenagers with large bellies, the viscous seed inside of her burning her up. His length throbbed inside of her and she was leaking a trail of his semen as they walked. Her belly was even a little distended from all of the sperm he had stuffed inside of her. Her stomach swooped and her heart sank as she remembered, once again, that soon her belly wouldn’t just be swollen with his nasty baby batter. 

She shuddered and shook her head as they continued on. Sticky the Clown seemed to be well liked by the others, and everyone was greeting him. This meant that Selene had a front row view to every single attraction and show. Selene tried her best to ignore the young ladies tied up for the horses, the animals’ massive lengths even larger than Sticky’s. Her cunt clenched down on the hard cock in fear of the very idea. The dog from earlier had been gut wrenching, but at least the dog’s cock was only really huge at the knot. It probably hurt, but the horses were an unimaginable size. 

Sticky grinned widely as he took in what were common sights to him. He greeted all his friends eagerly, bouncing his girly happily against him. Their skin made the most arousing, sticky slapping noises as he made love to her. She was practically glued against him with all of the slime he had fucked into her. He had longed to join in for so long, but he had never had his own girly and nobody wanted the ugly old clown to join in with them. But now, Sticky had the best girly of them all with her legs and arms wrapped tight around him in a loving embrace. 

She was fully impaled on his cock, and he could see and feel her reactions to his home. He leisurely fucked her as he walked her around, proudly showing her off. He had been afraid that maybe she wanted something different, but every time they stopped in front of a new person, she hugged him a little tighter and milked his meat. She clearly wanted only Sticky. She loved Sticky. Her little cunny belonged to Sticky. Her little pussy was so sticky with Sticky, and he felt warmth spread through him.

He adored her so much. He loved her. He’d spend every day showing her how much he loved her. He couldn’t get enough of her. Sticky could make love to her a million times over and not get enough. Everything about her was so precious and so lovely and sexy and hot. And it was all for him.

She was just as obsessed with him as he was with her, he knew it. Her tight little body was molded for his penis. Her slender body fit perfectly in his meaty hands, and her small breasts were so cute and just big enough for him to palm at. And he knew that they’d look just as beautiful when they were filled with milk for their babies.

Sticky was so grotesque, but his girly was so sweet and angelic. Sticky felt overcome with emotions and his abhorrent fuckmeat spasmed inside his sweet lover as he flooded her womb once again. He was still coming down from his orgasm when he brought her closer towards the lion cage.

“Looks like Sticky’s finally a man, huh?” Drax, the lion tamer commented. Sticky smiled widely, yellowed teeth glistening as he thrust up into his girly’s wet heat in response. Squelch, squelch, squelch. Selene’s forehead glistened with sweat and she mewled out in exhaustion as more wetness coated her walls and dribbled out of her. 

“She’s a pretty one. Maybe you’ll let me take a turn one of these nights,” Drax continued. Selene could see a girl who looked a little older than her wailing as a huge lion stuffed her full of cock. It was a fantastic sight. It didn’t even seem possible. The lion was gigantic and nearly hid the girl underneath. There was blood on the lion cage, and Selene prayed that it was just from steak or something else. She desperately hoped that it wasn’t human blood. It was like every sight was trying to one up the previous one. It was sickening.

Selene yelped at Drax’s words and gripped Sticky a little tighter. Sticky’s grin grew wider at the action and he hugged her slight form tight against him, shoving her down on his cock which had immediately hardened at the proof of her devotion. He was such a lucky old clown. 

“Girly belongs to Sticky. Only Sticky,” he rumbled. He shot Drax a glare before brightening up again. His girly loved him. His girly only wanted his cock. She only wanted Sticky. She was so cute, possessively hugging him. 

She was such a sweetheart, clenching down on his fat cock. She loved him so much. She didn’t want anyone else. Nobody could give her what she needed but Sticky. Sticky knew exactly what she needed and he would never let her go without. 

Drax rolled his eyes at the clown before returning to his own captive. 

“P-Please don’t let a-anyone t-touch me,” Selene whispered shakily. Sticky’s eyes shined with passion.

“Only Sticky,” he promised her, voice tender with adoration. 

Sticky was so overcome with love for his girly over her display of love that he spilled into her impossibly fast, breeding her full of another load. Selene sagged miserably against him as she felt him possibly impregnate her again. 

Sticky continued to march her around, keeping her stuffed full of cock and come, while he introduced her to various carnies. 

Selene could only hang onto the old, fat clown and take her rape while she tried to ignore the others. Shame, embarrassment, and mortification colored her face. It was too humiliating to bear that others should see a man entering her. It was also frightening to consider what her fate could have been. Or still could be, if she angered or upset Sticky. 

A couple of young women that Selene recognized as trapeze artists were getting brutally raped by their male costars. Another teenager like her had a collar around her neck and a throat full of the ringmaster’s cock. One teenager had a cock in every single hole, all men who looked over the age of seventy.

Another young lady was covered in semen, with a line of men waiting to add to it. In the corner were even more dogs, all whining as they rubbed their slimy, red dog cocks over and inside a teenager her age. 

Selene muffled a sob and buried her face in her clown’s smelly, flabby chest. 

She felt a gentle tug at her blonde hair and her head tipped back.

Sticky’s oily, painted face shone in the dark, reflecting the neon lights of the fair as he leaned down and captured her lips in a wet kiss. 

Selene’s eyes fluttered shut as she opened her mouth for his tongue. Endless tears streamed down her face as she resigned herself to her sticky fate.