Red Queen's confidence began to waver as Buddy proved to be more of a foe than she expected.  She exchanged blows, but it quickly became apparent that it was not going her way.  She began to contemplate retreat, only for him to comment on the last girl.  Rage gave her a momentary burst of strength, but it wasn't enough.  She collapsed, her last sensation Buddy's lips and her own burning lungs.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Pregnant</div><div class="spoiler_body">Summary: At 2019-04-09 13:15:40, PerpetuallyAnnoyedCleric (uid: 61108) rolls: 1d20 Result: 8 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=134928)<br/><br/>Full Result: PerpetuallyAnnoyedCleric rolled: 1d20<br/>Comment: Pregnant<br/>Result: 8,<br/>Total: 8</div></div><br/><hr/><br/>Kayley tossed and turned in her sleep.  She was exhausted, but it was far from a pleasant sleep.  She knew enough and had enough control to recognize it as a dream, but that didn't make it any better.<br/><br/>She was on her back, hands hooked behind her knees, legs wide spread as Buddy fucked her.  She was sore, she was dirty.  The eyes of so many were on her.  The only relief was that she was detached, almost as if watching from inside her own mind.  A flicker of movement caught her eye, a shape that did not fit the dream.  She turned her head, saw the figures and frowned.  They hadn't been there.  Was her subconscious adding on other people?  No, she didn't recognize either of them.<br/><br/>She tired to force herself to focus, to take more control of the dream so she could isolate the figures, but before she could Buddy orgasmed and the dream shifted. She fell, mud engulfing her, burying her, only to wash away and be replaced by more of the same.  She was bouncing on a man, actively fucking him as ordered.  It was rough, it was painful.  His fingers left bruises.  She didn't want to disobey though, she didn't want the switch again, didn't want Buddy to turn his anger on her.  Her hips rolled, her lithe body bounced.  Then he to came.<br/><br/>She was on her back again, a boat around her, the grunting faces of all the men from the previous days above her.  She sank, the water rose.  She was drowning, but still they didn't stop.  The surface of the water was above her like a portal to another world.  She saw herself, twisted, changed.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Kayley woke with a start.  A burst of pain emanated from the mark on her ass, followed by the dull ache of too much abuse that still needed to recover.  She pushed her head up to look around groggily at the room.  Her alarm had gone off, it was morning.  Fuck.  She debated going back to sleep, but she'd already missed too much school.  She forced herself up and stumbled to the shower.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Hey Emily."  Kayley answered as she stood on the sidewalk.  She was back in her uniform, her backpack slung over one arm.  She looked mostly normal, at least she thought she did from the mirror.  Her clothes covered most of the bruises and other marks, only her lips looked perhaps a little on the rough side.<br/><br/>"I'm good."  Kayley half-lied.  Good in relation to the previous few days, not so good in relation to prior to that.  "Thanks, I'll sort it out.  I am sure I can come up with an excuse. "  She answered, feeling bad that she couldn't say more, but not wanting to get the other woman in any deeper than she had to.  The Feral was still under her bed, she'd drop it off after school if she had the chance.  It was a risk to say so much, but no one was nearby.<br/><br/>She began to walk, the normality of it all at odds with her hazy memories of the last few days.  How could she just go back?  She shook her head, tried to focus.<br/><br/>"Did I miss any homework?  What about that test?"  She asked, even as the other two approached.  She tried not to blush at the sight of the blonde, how much had she seen?  How much did she know?<br/><br/>"Envelope?"  She asked.  "I don't think so."  She hadn't thought to check the mail, though certainly someone would before the end of the day.  She listened to the others chat, so normal...  She frowned as she continued to walk.  "I have the parcel though, took a bunch of time to arrive."  She explained.  "When do you think I should drop it off, today?"<br/><br/>She felt her stomach flip as she spotted Clyde in the distance talking to Alysia.  The girl was smart, but she clearly had a shitty taste in men.  Should she tell her?  Would Alysia believe her?  Could she tell her?  No, probably not.  Hard to say "your boyfriend fucked me while I was being gang-banged by bikers."  Alysia would figure it out on her own.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Alysia lifted an eyebrow as she listened to Clyde.  She wasn't above a bit of fun, but where had it all come from?<br/><br/>"What has gotten into you?"  She asked, before glancing around and lowering her voice.  "They'll suspend you if they catch you in the women's locker room.  Hell, they might even expel you.  Me too!  If I'm caught with you."  She shook her head but, still, the idea had a certain appeal.  "Let me guess, you want to peep on the other girls?  Perv."  Her head continued to shake, but she seemed more amused than angry.<br/><br/>"I have a free period after gym.  I'll check the first stall."  With a smirk, she turned and walked away before he could answer.