<b>RE: A World of Orgasm Harvesters</b><br/><br/>Angie kept on running, taking short and quick steps, trying to spare as much energy as she could, trying to balance her body with the added weight of the victitm... trying to ignore the slimy and tacky warmth oozing on her arm and elbow in thik glop and gurgles from her sex, trying not to inhale nor to eat any other drop of the thick fake-cum that, like frosting, covered her head and hairs. Her thoughts now focusing on the sort of primal instinct telling her not to stop, the buzzing sound of the predator on her back urging her to listen to that primal instinct and don't think on anything else but quickly placing a step behind the other.<br/><br/>With the lungs burning for the efforts, arms beginning to tremble, untrained for such heavy tasks, Angie heard something else covering the buzzing sound on her shoulders, like a man, and then, as she leaped forward, a guard appeared. Immediately she felt like the winner she've portrayed in her mind, not only winning the race but carrying a cumbersome burden.<br/>But as she approached, his voice became clearer, his motions less randomic. And as her eyes followed his hands, another buzzing sound mixed with the other, and as soon as the girl lifted her gaze to the sky, her eyes barely had the time to notice an insectile shape landing on her face, knocking her backward.<br/><br/>While the victim fell on her stomach, Angie fell with a loud thud on her shapely and supple bottom over the grass, soon followed by her back and only by a matter of chances avoided hitting her head against the harsh ground, risking to fall unconscious. Her ears buzzed and ringed from the impact, her motions almost blurred as she tried to get up, only to see the wounded flying-cock to move back where he was a few minutes earlier, but to her shock, the one that hit her was still there.<br/><br/>Her eyes widened in fear, its weight pressing her stomach making her guts to clench in fear and discomfort. Breath coming in quick inhalations trough gritted teeths, her eyes adjusting to its presence, seeing its frame slightly bob up and down with the flexes of her flat belly. Her heart thumped loudly into her chest, echoing like hellish drums in her head. Few instants that felt like hours... the feeling of such a dangerous creature just resting on her stomach made her feel fear rather than rage. It was than that she saw it. The moment in which he felt something different in her, his eyes flickered as if awakening from a startling and locked with hers.<br/><br/><<...no...>> whispered her with disbelief, not wanting to believe to what was going on. Inside her brain, all the certainess she had, the fortress she built around the certainess of being far from emanating and the way she was sure to be ready when that moment would have arrived, quickly vanished with the same speed with which the harvester clicked.<br/><br/>It felt like another beast set on fire on her belly, like an ignited bomb, the beast passed from appearing like a placing thing to a blur of limbs moving around, buzzing sounds and insectile legs poking at her soft skin, trying to get a stable place for his vile acts. Angie screamed, never in her life she would have thought of even being capable of yelling like a frail girl, the ones she despised... the ones that barely accepted their rapes as they were told to... as a part of their life. But no... Angie was prepared for that, years of training to outrun them... trying to become stronger just to push them away.<br/><br/>Despite feeling vulnerable, with her belly exposed to the vicious beast, the same beast that buzzed... yanked... clicked and was now trying to move her shorts down, knowing that beneath those clothes, barely a texture over her boxers, she would have been impotent to defend herself. Her virginity. Her very existence so far.<br/><br/><<NOT. THIS. TIME!>> she growled, slapping the beast aside "Run. I gotta run!" thought her, trying to get up, still, she felt her head still lightly spinning from the fall, and with the beast on the ground a step behind her, she moved her smooth legs, trying to leap away, even if she wasn't sure of the momentum of her step...