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Seems Like a Curse (Cold Chaos X Use Alex)

Just as I thought, that damn thing almost killed me. The truck slammed into the building I was waiting at, as junk began falling down to hit me. As I leapt back, I lost my footing over a nearby sawhorse. Once again, I seem to be stuck inside a hole of some kind. Falling chunks from the scaffolding pinned my legs into a perfect 90 degree angle. My arms were crossed, as I frowned to the whole thing. "Really?! You're just going to put me in this position again? At least mix this kind of thing up." Now I know I'm going crazy, as I heckled the force that was cursing me.

A low peep squeezed from me, as I felt two funnels fall right into my exposed pussy and ass. I had to wonder what was going on, as I tried to shift myself up. A cool liquid slid from the funnel, into my pussy and ass. The sensation ran up my body, sending goosebumps all around. I could make out the view of the truck. Was I seriously getting a cum enema? The more I wondered how I could get any more humiliated, the more surprised I'd get. They expected me to orgasm from having cum shoved down my holes? At this rate, my body is going to burst with all this cum inside me. I was going to inflate like a balloon.
 
Violet's concerns about being inflated were a bit exaggerated. The cum was only flowing out and not a pressurized pump after all. But because of that, Violet was about to be humiliated a little bit further. After a few minutes, she was filled to capacity, but the contents of the truck kept flowing, renewing the cum inside her every second. The overflow, however, ran down her soft skin, creating thick trails toward her waist, seeping through into the pocket her upper body was in. The cum ran over the hanging mounds of her breasts, across her face and then dripped off below her.

That is when a voice called down from above.
"M-ma'am? Are you okay down there?"
It was the first time anyone had offered a single word of concern for her.
 
I kept looking up, wondering if the driver would actually pull me up. Maybe the cum could work like some kind of lubricant and slide me out. My ass could only take so much ooze. The residue cum slid off the funnel, trailing down my body. The stream slid off my smooth bosom, and splattered onto my face. I had to wince from the soft cum facial. Some of it even fell into my mouth. As the goo slid down my throat, I had to take a minute to process the taste...truth be told, cum didn't actually taste that bad. I wasn't planning on making it a daily meal, but if it would get me out of this jam, I could swallow a load of cum.

"Is that what you want? To have me curl up and drink from a cum fountain?" I shouted again to utter nothing. It was humiliating, but it was better then taking a mountain of cum in my pussy and my ass. Wiping some of the slime off my face, I waited for some kind of sign to tell me what I needed to do. I wasn't really expected to orgasm off of having goo slide into my precious holes...right?
 
"Uh, excuse me, ma'am? A c-cum... fountain?"
It was no surprise Violet hadn't heard the man call out to her. It was the first time anyone spoke to her all day. And it was the first time anyone was around to hear Violet speaking to the curse that may just be in her head.
"We're trying to get you out of there. But, well... We can't dig you out with the truck so close and we can't move the truck until it's empty. So... we're kind of stuck for the moment. Well, you're stuck. We're trying to figure out any way to make this process go faster."

He started to walk away, but he added one more thing. "But, hey, on the bright side, I bet you never thought you'd be on TV. The reporters just arrived."
 
Wait, what? I thought I had heard a voice calling down to me. It was so bizarre, actually getting attention form someone that didn't want to blow a wad inside me. It almost sounded like they were trying to help me out. I wasn't sure if I'd gone fully insane, or if the 'curse' was finally lifted. He wasn't joking, they were really looking for a way to help me? I laughed for joy, my luck was finally turning around. Sure, I had to wait until my holes were filled to burst with cum, but it was the best news I'd heard all day. I was going home, I would get a nice meal, a warm shower, and I could relax in my favorite jammies and watch anime. Aw, I'm sure mom and dad were worried sick.

The word about the news team didn't even phase me. It was kind of ironic to consider getting filmed again being considered a bright side, but I've been recorded twice already. If I can just get home, they could give me a god damn interview on the day I've had. I could write a book on the hell I had been through. "It's fine, I'm OK. Just do what you can to get me out. I'm rooting for you!!" I shouted back up to the man, encouraging him to help me out. He'd have no idea how grateful was to have someone help me today.
 
That was certainly not the reaction that he was expecting. He spoke again, obviously confused.
"Yeah... Uh, great. Right now we're working on getting a breathing tube down to you so you can get some fresh air. I'll keep you posted."

With that Violet was alone again, but she could hear dozens of feet stomping on the ground above her ears. This was a big production. An entire team was called in to help her. Of course, the stream of cum was still flowing in full force and this presented another problem. The cum dripping off her head was beginning to pool in the air pocket. It was already filled to just barely graze the top of her head. In about twenty minutes, it would be past her nose and mouth.

Finally, Violet's one connection to the top came back.
"Okay! I'm sending down the breathing tube now!"

True enough, a thin tube slowly descended to Violet. Things were about to get very unpleasant for her, but at least she wouldn't be in danger of drowning again.
 
I didn't notice the cum as pooling just beneath me, until it started touching my hair. It was getting a little worrying to think I might drown in a pool of cum...again. Still trying to keep my cool, I simply waited for the workers to get me out. As the pool got higher and higher, I was happy to hear I was getting a breathing tube. A thin, plastic straw came down. I quickly grabbed the tube, and placed it in my mouth. Fresh air felt so good running down my lungs. Taking easy breaths, I simply waited for the men to continue. I could wait in a pool of cum for as long as it took. All I wanted was to go home, nothing else mattered. As cum reached my brow, I just kept breathing, waiting to hear the nice man say they would pull me up.
 
The level of the rising liquids passed Violet's chin, completely submerging her head. On the other side of the barrier, no one was paying too much attention to her, everyone with their own tasks. All of a sudden, Violet's air supply stopped. The other end of the breathing tube swayed in the wind, then fell straight into Violet's pussy, right through the funnel. The tube suddenly became a long straw and Violet's desperate sucking for air was bringing the disgusting pussy-flavored semen right to her taste buds. The minutes passed slowly as Violet ran out of air without anyone noticing. Finally, after she had gulped down a sizable cum milkshake, someone noticed and fixed the tube.
"Sorry ma'am! The breathing tube just fell into you for a second!"
At this point, the truck was nearly empty, but the cum was up to her belly button.
 
I was relatively safe, as the cum began submerging my head. So long as I had the tube, I could survive for as long as it took. Suddenly, the flow of oxygen seemed to stop. As I took on strong breath in to see if everything was OK, a wave of cum slid into my mouth. The salty goop assaulted me so quickly. I didn't know what to do. It seemed like the tube had landed into the funnel taking in cum. There was little choice to be made, drink cum, or drown in it. With quick determination, I drank at the fluid in my straw. It's slimy texture slid down my throat like a melted milkshake. I had gotten used to the taste by now, drinking cum wasn't as much of a challenge. If this had happened at the start of my day, I'd have drowned sooner.

It was crazy to think how much I'd changed throughout today. I'd gotten used to walking the streets with my full naked body on display. It didn't bother me to have everyone see me getting fucked in all angles, and with everyone watching. I was even drinking cum like a pro. Just this morning I was a timid young child, now I feel like a full blooded woman. The tube was pulled from my pussy, and my flow of air returned to me. I didn't mind the light snack, as the men continued to get me out of here.
 
The last few drops fell from the truck, being deposited safely inside Violet where they belong. Finally the plan to remove her was set into action... slowly. With all the speed of a bureaucracy, tired firefighters, paramedics, construction workers, and news reporters mulled about the scene, none of them aware of Violet's cum bath. Over the next hour, Violet occasionally felt the touch of hands on her nethers or thighs. It never seemed to be inherently lewd, but there was no way to tell how much whoever it was relished it.

There was no standard way to get someone out of a situation like this. They tried to explain what they were doing and all the little snags that changed their plans to Violet, but the words never reached her ears in her current predicament. The plan became more and more contrived throughout the night, but finally they came to a decision and began. In the end, it became necessary to simply pull her straight up out of the hole, using a most unconventional method. They prepared a sheet of metal with two large wedges attached. They laid it down on Violet's thighs with the wedges inside her pussy and butt. They tied a few ropes around her legs to attach it to the metal sheet, but the wedges were also slathered in a strong adhesive. To make sure it was securely attached, a hydraulic press was brought in and pushed the sheet down into her as they stretched her holes out.

Finally she could be brought out. The metal sheet was lifted. The ropes helped support her weight, but she was primarily pulled up by her sensitive holes. As she lifted out of the cum and filth, she was immediately met with a half dozen news cameras. She was flipped right side up, but before she could be removed from the wedge, the reported showered her with overlapping questions about her pussy and what she had just gone through.
 
Minutes turned to hours. It felt like I was stuck in that hole for an entire day. I wouldn't be surprised to see daylight once I'd been pulled out of that hole. Then, it happened. I felt my body being stretched apart. So badly, I wanted to scream. It was agonizing, like I was going to be torn apart at the seam. I could feel muscles in my thigh being popped at the strain. Gritting my teeth, they pulled me by my holes.

I had to clench my fists to keep from going crazy. The pressure on my holes was getting me wet. If I came now, I'd be stuck in this hole forever. Feeling the pressure on my skull, I worked to push myself out of that hole. With a quick pop, I was free. Hanging above the crowd of people, my face was soaked in cum. It dripped from every ledge off my face. I was just relived to be out. I could see the flashing of cameras all along my cum soaked body. I'd been fucked raw, squirted among a crowd of people, and now I was being pulled out of pool of cum. There was no conceivable way for things to get worse.

I beat the curse, I stood strong in the worst of adversity. Maybe it was all the blood rushed to my head, or the reduced oxygen, but I was starting to enjoy all this attention. All those eyes looking along my naked body, even covered in all matter of vile liquids. Happy to be out, I flashed two peace signs to my adoring crowd. My legs were spread eagle, and my face was coated in cum. All I could do was enjoy the high, before being brought home.
 
The reporters got their story and Violet was brought to the side. The wedges were designed to pop off the sheet, so Violet was now free, although they now acted as makeshift corks to keep the cum trapped inside her. No one was expecting her to be covered in cum, so a towel was not ready. Someone said they would go get one, but Violet would never see them return.

The foreman of the rescue project explained some things to her.
"First of all, I'm sure you're dying to get those wedges out of you. The adhesive we used is designed to be used on skin and wear off quickly... but, well, we were a little worried that the alkaline semen would have an adverse effect. There is a chance that they are a touch less... temporary. But don't worry! We've already contacted the nearest gynecologist! It's after hours, of course, but she's coming back into her office to help you. It's nearby; someone will walk you over. In the meantime, is there anyone we can contact for you?"
 
I was brought down and looked after by the nice men. The cocks kept the cum inside, though I may already be pregnant by this whole incident. They said a gynecologist would take a look, and help remove the wedges stuck on my pussy. I was so happy, tears began to well up inside. It was finally over, the curse was lifted. I could go back to being a normal girl again. All I had to do was let this female doctor look at my lady parts, call mom and dad, and I could go home. Sliding the tears from my face, I gave the friendly worker a warm smile.

"Thank you so much. I'd like to call my parents, they can pick me up once I'm done with my examination. I'd greatly appreciate an escort to the doctor's office. My day has been a little stressful, so I'm very happy to get a little help." I was so nervous, even though I was sure the curse was lifted, I couldn't help but feel this nagging sensation in the back of my neck that something might come up.
 
Violet was lead to the gynecologist office just about a block and a half away, while someone called her parents. When she walked into the empty doctor's office, the gynecologist was shocked to see the state she was in. The doctor was tall with long hair, was wearing a white coat, and was surprisingly young. Violet was left alone with the doctor who helped her get cleaned off and and offered her a patient's gown so she wouldn't be naked anymore. Finally the doctor lead Violet to the examination room and helped her into the chair.
"I've only heard bits and pieces of your situation... Are you okay?"

She started to work on the large wedges. It was petty to remove them, only taking about five minutes. As soon as they were out, cum gushed out, although most of it remained inside. Surprisingly, she didn't quite start working on cleaning out the cum for some reason...
 
I was glad to meet the doctor who would be looking after me. She looked rather cute, just a little older then me. I was given a hospital gown to cover me up, the first clothing I'd had all day. Sitting up in the examination chair, my legs were spread wide so she could get a closer look. "I've had a string of horrible luck. My clothes were torn off in an accident. I was raped by a group of construction workers. Tried to clean myself off a dome fountain, but ended up starring in a special peep show. Then I fell into a tub of cum, my own breast milk. Then I was forced to be a cum dump in some sperm collection device...and now here I am. I'm just glad to be done with it all."

I weaved my tale to the doctor, giving her an idea of the curse that was afflicting me. The wedges came off like nothing, and now it was just a matter of draining the excess cum from my body. "Doctor?...are you OK?" I asked her, wondering why she didn't immediately work to clean out my pussy. It was rather strange. I felt a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach, as if the worst was coming right up.
 
The doctor listened to Violet's story solemnly, although she didn't quite understand everything that Violet said. She offered her condolences and reassurances that everything was okay, although there was clearly something else on her mind. She sensed the concern in Violet's voice and brightened up immediately.

"Oh, you don't have anything to worry about, Violet. I'll be sure to take care of you. I'm not your normal gynecologist, but I need you to trust me."

She applied two straps to Violet's knees that held them to the stirrups. Surprisingly, she also applied two straps to her wrists so she couldn't move her arms either. The doctor slipped the gown off Violet, leaving her naked once again.

"It's just that there's something you need to understand. Your genitals have been through too much. Unceasing orgasms and extensive exposure to semen has left your vagina in a strange state. It's sort of... overly receptive right now and that means what happens next is very important. It is vital that you do not have any more orgasms until you have a chance to recover. If you do, your vagina could be permanently altered, leaving you incredibly sensitive as your new normal state. It's uncommon, but it does happen and some edge cases even have girls unable to wear panties without the touch of fabric bringing them to climax over and over again. So I can't risk cleaning you out right now for fear of pushing you over the edge. I don't even want to risk the gown rubbing you the wrong way. You understand? It is my strong recommendation that you spend the night like this, just to make sure everything is okay. I'm sure you would love a good night's sleep. You aren't in risk of getting pregnant until your next period, so I can come in early in the morning and clean you out like it is nothing. If you decide you want to, I can call your parents and tell them to pick you up in the morning instead."
 
The straps left me even more worried, as I found myself bound to the examination chair. The doctor had to be crazy. My pussy was at risk of being overly sensitive. Even the gown I was wearing had to be removed, like I was going to get off on that. Sitting naked, I could see the excess cum leaking out of my pussy. I'd have to wait a whole night with that inside me. Her warning was what worried me the most. If I came again, I'd orgasm from basic contact? To never be able to wear panties without cumming non stop? If I had to experience something like that, I could die from exhaustion. "W-wait, are you going to leave me like this, all alone? Someone could break in and rape me, I can't fight back." I pleaded with the doctor to stay. If it was just for the night, there shouldn't be a problem. I was sweaty, hungry, and tired. While I needed rest, I didn't want to risk having that last orgasm to push me over the edge.
 
The doctor thought this over. She had to know this was common behavior for rape victims.
"Okay. I'm going to have a long night one way or another. I guess there's no harm in me spending it here. Let me get your parents on the line."

She picked up her phone and Violet could hear one half of a conversation.
"Yes, hello Mr. and Mrs. Luna... No, your daughter is safe, but she's had..."
The doctor lowered to voice to an inaudible level for a few sentences before returning to normal speaking volume.
"No, no, that's not necessary. I have everything under control. She just needs time. I can explain everything in the morning... 6am would be fine. I'm sure she would be happy to see you. You want to speak-? No, you're right, let's let her get to sleep. Goodbye."

With that she hung up the phone and hopped up on her counter to get comfortable. After just a few moments, a thought struck her.
"Oh! I nearly forgot. There's a support group of some kinds meeting downstairs. I should probably just check on them to make sure everything is alright. You okay?"
 
I heard the conversation between the doctor and my parents. It was good to hear I wouldn't be alone tonight. The chair wasn't so uncomfortable, but it was funny to present myself to the doctor like this. I'm sure she's used to seeing vaginas, but to see one this badly used? I simply waited, trying to just fall asleep. She hung up the phone, and it seemed like mom and dad would pick me up at 6 in the morning. The sooner I got back home, the better. It was good to know they were actually worried about me.

When the doctor came back, she told me about a group down stairs. I wondered what kind of group would meet in a clinic, but the details didn't really matter. I needed sleep, and I felt safe knowing the doctor was still with me. "Thank you, I'm fine. You can look after your guests. I'll just try to get some sleep." Closing my eyes, it was actually proving fairly tough to relax after a busy day.
 
She slipped out of the door and closed it behind her quietly not to disturb Violet. The louder click of the lock rang out in the room. The minutes passed uneventfully as Violet tried to get to sleep. It really did seem like the curse was no longer afflicting her. She was alone in a locked room; what could possibly happen? For a moment, it felt like Violet was moving. As soon as she was aware of it, it stopped. After a few more minutes, the sensation of movement came again momentarily. Was she... sinking? A few more minutes and this time it was much more pronounced. The gynecology chair she was strapped to, or more accurately the floor it stood upon, was bending downward. She slumped further and further down until it finally gave away. The chair and Violet in tow fell down through the floor and landed safely in the room below.

When it hit the ground, the chair tilted wildly so her spread legs were lifted much higher in the air. Violet quickly realized a few things. She was no longer alone. She was in the center of a circle of women. The support group. Second, there was a banner on the wall which read "Sperm Addicts Support Group". And most worryingly, every single woman in this room was staring at Violet's cum-stuffed pussy like it was a five star buffet, drool in the corners of their mouths.

Meanwhile, the doctor who had miraculously not heard Violet's violent fall, was just getting back to the examination room. She inserted her key into the lock and turned, but the key broke in the lock. She let out a sigh and slumped against the door. She would call a locksmith in the morning. She was asleep within a minute.
 
Finally, I was able to relax a bit, and get some sleep. Just when I felt I was drifting off to dream land, this odd sensation of falling gripped me. I just chalked it up to a dream, and tried to nod back off. A loud crash woke me up for sure. As I came to, noticed the room was full of ladies. The sign left a pretty bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. All these people loved the taste of cum? Not only was my pussy willed with the stuff, but my asshole, my face, and my tits were coated in cum. I was like a Thanksgiving meal to these women.

"N-n-now don't get the wrong idea. I'd be happy to share some of this cum with you, but I'm very sensitive at the moment. If you can just wait till morning, the doctor will clean this out, and you can have what I don't need." I tried to bargain with the ravenous looking girls. Looking around, I was begging for some aid from the doctor. Surely she would have noticed a hole in her freaking floor.
 
They were all on their feet in a flash. Worried expressions crossed a few of their faces for a moment, but one girl stepped forward. She was gorgeous, with flowing red hair and a bust that had to rival Violet's. She walked confidently up to Violet and without hesitating one bit licked a glop of cum from the corner of Violet's pussy. She swallowed and a visible chill ran down her spine. Devious grins spread across all of their faces and what followed was a flurry of women undressing like their clothes were on fire. Soon, Violet wasn't the only one naked any more. There were five women total and they looked like they could each be porn stars. Considering they were addicted to semen, they very well may have been. The most petite among them still sported full C-cup breasts and not one of them had a single pubic hair. Besides the redhead, there was a long blonde, short black haired girl, brunette, and dirty blonde girl. The redhead spoke with a smooth and seductive voice, "I knew I was falling off the wagon today~". She might as well have shouted "Ready, set, go!" Because all five of them pounced on Violet's restrained body.

The redhead proudly claimed the privalege of being first at Violet's crotch, but the blonde climbed on top so she was inches from Violet's clit on the other side. Violet was treated to a view of her pussy as it grinded a few times at Violet's stomach. This lewd view was quickly obscured as the black and brunette haired girls each took one of Violet's generous boobs in their mouths, teasing more than sucking in this early stage of the spontaneous orgy. Lastly, the dirty blonde began licking the cum off Violet's cheeks and forehead, giving her a french kiss as if making sure none of the precious fluid was hidden inside.
 
The view was unreal, so many lovely ladies looking over my naked body, like a pack of hungry wolves. They all quickly stripped, revealing a gorgeous collection of naked bodies all around me. Two girls were lapping at my pussy, drinking the cum from inside. I could see the blonde's pussy grinding on my belly, her fluids sticking to me like a fine glue. Two more girls were licking the cum off my breasts, teasing my nipples until they stood on end. Finally, one more began licking all around my brow and cheeks. I could smell the cum on her breath, as her tongue splattered into my mouth. The sensation was divine, I was lost in a sea of haze.

Sounds of sexy moans assaulted my ears, as I lay on the seat. So many girls were playing and teasing my body. It felt like a group of angels were caressing me. My pussy was slick with fluid and spit, was getting closer to orgasm for sure. Looking at the woman slurping at my cheeks, I just lost control. My quivering lips kissed at her back, my tongue taking in the warm scent of cum in her mouth...I loved it. I loved the sensation of sperm splattering my insides. I loved the taste of cum sliding down to my belly. I loved it when people recorded me being fucked live in public, until I was a white mess of cum and milk. I embraced my inner slut, fully accepting my lot in life. I wanted to be a plaything for these ladies, to be filled with cum as they slurped it up from my insides. My mouth hung open, as my eyes rolled back into my skull. A rush of pleasure swarmed down my back, as honey splattered in the air. I convulsed from the orgasm, losing more and more energy. But I didn't want them to stop. I wanted these girls to keep licking at my cum filled pussy, until every last drop was gone, even if I had to endure a thousand orgasms.
 
The redhead was thrilled to see Violet cumming into the open air. None of them had any idea what they were subjecting Violet to or how the long-term consequences would permanently change her life. Even if they had, they wouldn't have stopped. The redhead went into a horny rage, driving her tongue as deep as possible and licking it out effectively. Her tongue was masterful. She knew how to pleasure a women like one only can after practicing for hundreds of hours. During her impressive performance, the blonde applied a bruter approach to Violet's clit. She spun her tongue around the nub before taking it in her lips, sucking a bit too forcefully and then nibbling it, starting the triad of stimulation over again. Meanwhile, the two girl attending to Violet's boobs began the full assault. They wrapped as much of it with their mouths as was possible. They sucked them clean, but would enjoy any milk Violet had to offer as well. And of course, the dirty blonde tending to Violet's face had licked it clean and turned to press her sopping pussy right up against her lips, hoping for some pleasure after her meal. In the wake of Violet's orgasm, she could feel her sensitivity rising. Each orgasm would come easier than the last as her body was permanently altered.
 
Milk poured from my bosom, feeding the two girls suckling at my tits. The sensation of the work on my pussy was driving me mad. I roared in delight, my clit was being treated like a queen. The woman I was kissing presented her pussy lips to my own. Without a hint of remorse, my tongue lapped at her cunt. I looked up at her with lusty delight. My tongue serviced her, as her honey danced along my taste buds. My lower half convulsed again, as I came for a second time. Nectar splatted all around, like a fountain of hot sex. My face was buried in the pussy lips before me, I couldn't stop licking at her glorious sex. Before I knew it, I could feel another surge of a third orgasm. My body couldn't stop cumming. Did this mean I'd have to walk around naked for the rest of my life? I didn't think to hard, as I continued to taste her lovely juices.
 
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