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Chud39: The year is 2045. The Orient lives under CHUDCEL RULE. All chudphobe males are sissified. Leftoid women live to serve CHUDCEL KINGS in vast reproduction facilities. Welcome to the Orient’s CHUDCEL FUTURE.
TBCson remembers life before the revolution – before the government-issued hormones, the sissy wigs, frilly lingerie, and mandatory chastity. He lives on the war-torn outskirts of New Atlantis, where he hides his beautiful brunette step-sister Alunya from the clutches of the brutal New Atlantean army.
As musclebound chudcel soldiers prowl the countryside searching for fertile chudphobe women, TBCson will stop at nothing to protect sweet Alunya’s purity. In his pink-and-blue wig, flirty sissy skirt, and fishnet stockings, TBCson gives his tender jew body to a gang of pitiless chudcel alpha soldiers: the ultimate act of courage and sacrifice. But is sissy TBCson prepared for the overwhelming demonstration of power and domination? The encounter brings him face-to-face with his worst fears... and his most unspeakable sissy fantasies.
Acclaimed author and pro domme Kuzney Ryan presents a tantalizingly political vision of the future. Xer powerful, vivid, fly-on-the-wall passages of three-on-one interracial man-on-sissy action push the boundaries of sensual fiction. The CHUDCEL KINGS have their way with TBCson’s sissy body, pumping and pounding and cursing through one of the hottest gang scenes in the history of the genre. And interspersed throughout the sizzling prose, a suspenseful narrative full of imaginative world-building unfolds.
Chud41: : a piece of brimstone so rancid, dusty and coaly that it must have been pulled out of a dead sudanese niggers asshole (from the nilotic tribes) and the train carrying the coal crashed and exploded, killing hundreds and injuring others and the people who saw the dusty brimstone coal killed themselves because of the state of this absolute hot garbage
Chud54: MY WIFE'S FUCKING A B.B.C. (A B.B.C.)
SHE IGNORES MY T.W.C. (MY T.W.C.)
BALL N' CHAIN DIVORCING ME (DIVORCING ME)
SHE'S LEAVING ME FOR B.B.C. (FOR B.B.C.)
WAS TOO LATE FOR ME TO SEE (FOR ME TO SEE)
SHE WAS ALREADY IN LOVE WITH THE B B C (THE B B C)
Chud58: @Chud: On your knees, pecuilar troon. Someone shoulda broke you a long, long time ago. I have nary met a wench I can't chuck with this here long and mighty dingus! I tell ye back in aught-4 I met a real mean one. She had big, air stealing nostrils, monstrous, boot lips, muscles that rippled under her cobalt skin so it’d look like a nest’a snakes as she’d be twisting here and yonder. T’was an older gentleman, the owner d’ye ken?, that had hired me to break this particular wench. Was some half-dozen breakers what had tried and failed! I tracked this this big-assed sheboon, by fallerin’ the sounds of her impressive proud buttocks, clapping as she capered to and fro on yon gentleman’s land. There she be, proud as a damn peacock, black slave’s body framed by yon settin’ sun, just begging to be broke. I approached from the east, formerly westerly way. Took her unawares as she were sat alone out front a shack, mending a loincloth or some such. Knocking her to his glistening buttocks produced a thund’rus CLAP, and I mounted from the front. I tell ye girl, but that wench began to FIGHT! This unbroken, proud negress was ornery I tell ye, but I ain't ne'er been denied, d'ya ken it? I had my cock out in an instant as she scrambled onto her black belly and began ta’ wrigglin’ this way and that. And bucko did she began to wail! As loud as prairie lightning she were. This wench could tell the breaking was coming, and I tell ye, she did WENCH. This obstinate whore could turn on a dime and give ye some change! I tell ye as the winds were my witness, she were a right sunfish, struggling and flopping ass she did, gyrating her unbroken black pussy and dodging my breaker man’s meat. But she broke, and I finished the job. D’ye ken? That wench broke. Say sorry, wench. But they all break. By the man Jesus and his snowy white pappy, now say hallelujah, girl, you'll break, too.
Chud61: quentin tarintino once said "the people of the nation containing Rome love sucking on BLACK penis. that's why their skin is so disgusting and black and they are so short and smelly." Thoughts?
TBCson remembers life before the revolution – before the government-issued hormones, the sissy wigs, frilly lingerie, and mandatory chastity. He lives on the war-torn outskirts of New Atlantis, where he hides his beautiful brunette step-sister Alunya from the clutches of the brutal New Atlantean army.
As musclebound chudcel soldiers prowl the countryside searching for fertile chudphobe women, TBCson will stop at nothing to protect sweet Alunya’s purity. In his pink-and-blue wig, flirty sissy skirt, and fishnet stockings, TBCson gives his tender jew body to a gang of pitiless chudcel alpha soldiers: the ultimate act of courage and sacrifice. But is sissy TBCson prepared for the overwhelming demonstration of power and domination? The encounter brings him face-to-face with his worst fears... and his most unspeakable sissy fantasies.
Acclaimed author and pro domme Kuzney Ryan presents a tantalizingly political vision of the future. Xer powerful, vivid, fly-on-the-wall passages of three-on-one interracial man-on-sissy action push the boundaries of sensual fiction. The CHUDCEL KINGS have their way with TBCson’s sissy body, pumping and pounding and cursing through one of the hottest gang scenes in the history of the genre. And interspersed throughout the sizzling prose, a suspenseful narrative full of imaginative world-building unfolds.
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SHE IGNORES MY T.W.C. (MY T.W.C.)
BALL N' CHAIN DIVORCING ME (DIVORCING ME)
SHE'S LEAVING ME FOR B.B.C. (FOR B.B.C.)
WAS TOO LATE FOR ME TO SEE (FOR ME TO SEE)
SHE WAS ALREADY IN LOVE WITH THE B B C (THE B B C)