Here’s a little short story, which was set within a wild, post-apocalyptic Mad Max sort of scenario. It starts and ends abruptly, but hope some enjoy the fierce, deadly action?
WARNING: It contains extreme violence and death. Do NOT read if easily disturbed by such fictional fantasy.****
SONNY’S ESCAPEBy SonnyFtM
In a dazed shock, Sonny (a female-to-male (FtM) transgender) was stunned by the devilish ambush the evil schoolgirls had sprung on them. And the treachery of Roby, whom Sonny had grown fond of, and regularly had the pleasure of having saucy 69 sessions with, really hurt! To think the enemy bitch had merely been pretending to be on their side … perhaps her praising and enjoying sucking his large clit like a real cock was also just an act? The mere thought made the transman shudder in humiliated anger. Hearing Roby laugh in sadistic delight as she coldly shot Mike was like a dagger being thrust into his heart, and he promised he’d make the bitch pay … that is if only he could get away to recoup.
Furiously Sonny rushed away naked from the site of the ambush, except for his combat boots, an ammunition belt around his waist with a large Bowie knife sheathed in a scabbard on his left calf, and the strap-on cock bouncing up and down lewdly as he ran, firing his carbine at the flood of school girl bitches surrounding them. Bullets whizzed past him and slapped into the bark of the trees around him, but miraculously none struck him.
However, his aim was good in several cases … one’s pretty little face exploded like a watermelon … another fell to the ground clutching her lower belly … He also stitched a snarling blonde bitch across her bouncing naked tits, sending her flying back to land with her legs sprawled, her short skirt flapping over her belly … giving him a sexy glimpse of her shaved, pink slit …
Oh shit, NO!!! Sonny saw TK go down … and though he paused for a moment, Sonny knew had no alternative, but to ensure he escaped himself … he’d be too slow and a sitting duck if he tried to lift and carry TK over his shoulder to safety … and continued rushing wildly and with great speed through the trees that provided cover …
He heard some of the girls coming after him in hot pursuit, yelling commands and encouragement in shrilly, battle excited voices: “Let’s get the last bastard! Julia has said the one who manages to kill Sonny or capture him can share her bed for the next month!”
But after a while Sonny’s supreme fitness and endurance carried him further and further away from the pursuing schoolgirls. And after about 2 hours of running at incredible speed through the undergrowth and uneven terrain, Sonny was almost 30 km away, and he felt he could safely relax, slowing down.
Hearing the sound of running water, he found a deep pool with crystal clear water underneath a small waterfall splashing from the side of the mountain. After slating his thirst with the cool, fresh water, Sonny ate some wild berries and fruit that he knew from survival courses were safe. After trapping a rabbit, he skinned and cleaned it, making a small fire underneath a hastily constructed canopy of branches and leaves to disperse the smoke in case those schoolgirl bitches were still after him.
In the mean time, he realized that Fawn was probably gone too, betrayed by that double-crossing slut Roby. Futile anger boiled up in him again, wondering what his next move was going to be as he placed the rabbit in a home made spit he’d constructed from twigs and branches using his Bowie knife. The rabbit was high above the smoldering coals so it would roast slowly. Sonny realized he couldn’t conceivably attack the schoolgirl compound on his own to rescue TK, and to avenge the deaths of his comrades. So the best strategy was to head back, and gather a new commando force before launching another attack.
While the rabbit slowly and appetizingly roasted, Sonny took off the strap-on cock, his boots and ammunition belt, and after squatting for a quick pee, the transman dashed and dove into the water with a high arching curve. The cool, crystal clear water was refreshing and he felt the tension and exertion of the past few hours slowly ebb from his muscles.
Suddenly the tranquility of his skinny dip deep in the wilderness forest was interrupted when three schoolgirls came out of the thick brush, pointing their automatic rifles at him as he was still floating and enjoying his swim.
“DAMN IT!”, he cursed himself silently, standing up with water dripping off his body, while putting up his hands in a show of surrender, “The bitches must’ve tracked me!”, but his mind was frantically trying to think of an escape.
He recognized them as Sonja, Miss F and Fawn. They were all dressed in skimpy crop tops, short skirts and boots, From the way their tits bounced, it was clear that like their other slut sisters wore no bras, and he guessed that they probably didn’t wear any panties or thongs either.
The tall muscular, short-haired bitch, Sonja, smirked evilly as she stepped forward to the edge of the water, admiring his strong, athletic body, her eyes dropping down to his bush plastered against his mound, and his female gash clearly visible: “Mmm, girls, look! We’ve got ourselves a real peach here! A sexy, hot transman with a sweet looking pussy, begging to be ravished … what shall we do with him, girls?”
Miss F noticed the huge strap-on cock lying on the ground, and picked it up, giggling mockingly: “Oooh, I vote for us drowning him in the water … then taking turns fucking his handsome corpse!”
“Mmmm, that sounds like hot, erotic fun, honey! Let’s do it!”, Fawn laughingly agreed, and started stripping immediately, the other two girls following suit.
Sonny was struck by the powerful musculature of the naked body of Sonja, looking like a professional bodybuilder, her muscles rippling as she moved towards the edge of the water with a cruel smile. He noted her large, aroused clit jutting out from her shaved pussy lips and guessed that like him, she’d also been using testosterone for a considerable period of time. She was probably the most dangerous one he thought as his eyes roved over the naked bodies of the other two bitches, examining them, as they approached him with deadly intent.
Though the other two girls were slimmer and smaller than Sonja, both of them seemed quite fit and capable. Both had bigger tits that bounced more freely than Sonja’s small firm tits, and instead of being shaved, their mounds sported neatly trimmed bushes. Miss F’s one was bright red, matching her flame red hair, and Fawn’s one was curly and dark to match her raven dark hair.
Sonny felt the tension rise in his body as he waited in the shallows, the water just above his knees. He flexed his muscles to loosen them, and watched the three murderous girls approaching him, spreading out a bit, giggling and boasting how they were going to fuck and defile his corpse. This was going to be a vicious fight for his life …
Sonny watched carefully as the three evil babes slowly waded into the water, fanning out to approach him from three sides: Sonja directly from the front, Miss F from his left and Fawn from his right.
“Ooohhh, I’m gonna enjoy riding your dead face to orgasm, butch boi! Grinding my face over your mouth, tongue and nose till I squirt!”, Sonja taunted as she confidently approached, her powerful arms in front of her prepared for a grappling or judo move.
“He! He!”, giggled Miss F, “Sonja darling, sure you can do that while I pound this FtM’s pussy with the big strap-on cock … it’s gonna so be fucking hot!”
“Yup, fucking hot for us … but not for you, Sonny!”, Fawn sneered as she lewdly rubbed her pussy, indicated her intentions, before raising her hands in a classic Oxford boxing style as she came closer.
“Bring it on, you arrogant bitches! Talk is cheap … “, Sonny roared back defiantly.
Then picking the right moment as the three killer bitches came within range, Sonny suddenly bent down, reaching under the water, unsheathed his huge Bowie knife that had been hidden from sight. Lunging forward low with blinding speed, the sun glinting on the shiny, wet blade, and before Sonja could respond to Miss F’s warning yell, he shoved it like a dildo, deep into the spread pussy of Sonja. The sharp blade sliced up into the soft pink orifice of the strong muscle bitch, who gave a loud screech of horror, agony and disbelief: “AAARRRGHHH! FUCK, NOOOO!!! … my PUSSSYYYY!!!!”
“Oooh, did that hurt, darling?”, Sonny now taunted sadistically as he gave the Bowie knife a vicious twist before withdrawing it. As Sonja sank to her knees in the shallow water, clutching her destroyed cxnt, moaning and groaning in despair, blood seeping between her fingers, Sonny swiftly turned to the remaining two evil bitches, who were both still momentarily stunned into inaction by the sudden unexpected turn of events.
Rising quickly and stepping to his right, Sonny slashed the sharp edge of the blade across Fawn’s soft throat … a horrible gasping, bubbling sound escaping from her as she too collapsed, clutching her neck in stunned horror, attempting feebly to stem the tide of bright red blood gushing from her slit throat … her eyes bulging and staring uncomprehendingly white at her intended victim ... her body shook and quivered like a ragdoll as a stream of yellow piss suddenly splashed from her crotch as she collapsed forward floating on the surface of the water …
Though stunned by the suddenness of the vicious attacks and swift elimination of her two comrades, Miss F finally went over into attack mode, launching herself forward like a wild cat onto the transman’s back, grabbing his right arm that held the knife. The force of the impact drove Sonny face forward into the shallow water with a loud splash, and as he went underwater he felt the knife slip from his grasp. Noticing that he’d lost the knife, Miss F gave a whoop of delight as she wrapped her silky smooth, but strong legs around his waist, and pressed her hands tightly behind his head to push and hold him underwater, yelling loudly: “Drown you fucking perverted, BUTCH FTM BITCH!!!”
Swallowing water as his face went underneath, Sonny instinctively writhed and frantically struggled to buck Miss F off, his back arching and his hands trying to dislodge the smaller girl. The back of the struggling transman humping and grinding against the folds of her sodden, aroused pussy was arousing Miss F who knew victory was hers if she could only hold on long enough, and put all her effort in keeping her enemy’s head under water.
Finally Sonny managed to get hold of both her wrists and with a powerful, twisting heave pulled the evil babe off him. Yelping in anger and frustrated, Miss F splashed into the water alongside, going under water herself before rising to her feet as the transman surfaced, spluttering and gasping for air.
With the water reaching up to her waist, Miss F darted and splashed forward to try and maintain her advantage. She tried to knee Sonny under the chin. But Sonny saw it coming and turned his head out of the way, but it still gave him a glancing blow to the side of the head, making him see some stars. In desperation he lashed out with his fist up into the spread groin of the nasty schoolgirl towering above him, but the blow barely did any damage as the water cushioned it. However, it was enough to let Miss F stumble on the uneven rocky bed of the pool.
Rising together, water dripping from their bodies, Sonny and Miss F stormed at each other, splashing in the water as they did so, and started slugging it out fiercely like two professional boxers. Miss F yelled fiercely, “When I’m done with you, you butch dyke slut, after beating you dead and bloody … I’m gonna enjoy ripping out your thick bush by hand … curly tuft by tuft! Then I’ll enjoy fucking your dead cxnt with that big strap-on cock!”
“Oh yeah, bitch? … But that’s where you’re wrong … I’m gonna be the one to kill YOU! And bald your slutty cxnt … TAKE THAT!” And with those words Sonny lashed out with a flurry of fierce blows to Miss F’s breasts and head.
He even called out where he was going to punch: "I'm gonna flatten your precious tits, bitch ... see if you can stop me!!", and in carrying out his threat, Miss F dropped back, her defenses failing. But suddenly Miss F stopped retreating and instead launched a pile-driving punch into Sonny’s gut that took the wind from the bigger transman. Sonny groaned and folded crumpling almost to his knees, his head barely above the water.
“Ooh, gotcha good, didn’t I? Now to finish you off!”, Miss F laughed tauntingly and tried to seize him by the hair, but her grip slipped easily from his short, slick hair, and instead she bashed a balled fist hard into his temple.
But Sonny shook his head, and clinched Miss F in a bearhug before drilling his knee into painfully Miss F's soft, pert breast. The shorter redhead grunted loudly, but countered as she was folding forward with a vicious uppercut that sank deep into Sonny's toned belly, right on the belly button. Now it was Sonnya who groaned a little and staggered back to get his breath back.
With a quick lunging motion, Miss F suddenly dove forward, wrapping her arms around the Sonny’s athletic legs before digging her nails into the back of the transman’s muscular thighs.
Sonny wailed out loud as he staggered in the shallow waters. Miss F probed her fingers into his flesh, plunging her sharp nails into the soft flesh. Still on her knees, Miss F then drove her shoulder forward into Sonny’s trunk, knocking him down to splash loudly into the water onto his back.
“AAAAAHHH YEAH!!!!” Miss F let out a primal scream while jumping forward onto her half submerged opponent. The redhead landed with a loud thump splash onto Sonny’s taut stomach, once again driving Sonny’s breath from him. Gripping Sonny by the throat she forced his face down underwater again, muttering in elation: “Drown! Bastard!”
But her jubilation ended quickly as Sonny expertly flipped them around, so he was on top, and managed to fasten his right hand around Miss F’s neck, pressing her underwater. In horror she looked up through the water at Sonny’s determined face, and desperately tried to punch up at Sonny, but the experienced fighter blocked the attempt easily, retaliating fiercely with blows from his left fist to the redhead’s tits, scoring direct hits on her hard, erect nipples.
Miss F then began to thrust her hips upward, trying to propel the bigger, heavier transman off of her, but Sonny held on as if he were riding a bucking bronco, as he swayed back and forth from the evil babe’s thrusting and violent moves, his right hand gripping her throat.
Sonny smiled cruelly as he continued holding Miss F underwater, and seeing her pretty, expressive eyes for the first time showing fear as bubbles started rising from her mouth. With his free hand, Sonny grabbed the beautiful breasts of the trapped girl and drowning Miss F, squeezing it fiercely as her mouth gaped open wider. “Ready to die, bitch?”
Despite weakening rapidly and the assault on her pink-tipped breasts, as a last resort Miss F desperately thrust her right hand into the soft, moist cxnt of the transman above her in an agonizing pussy claw!
AAARRGGGHH!!! FUCK!!!! An anguished cry was torn from Sonny’s lips as her nails dug nastily into his labia, scratching and pinching his huge, erect clit painfully. However, with tears streaking from his eyes, and grunting and groaning like a wildcat, the transman forced himself to ignore the relentless clawing at the tender folds of his butch twat, and thick, sensitive clitoris. He knew he only needed to hang on a couple more seconds then it would all be over.
A steady stream of bubbles escaped the evil babe’s mouth. Miss F started shuddering and her fluttering eyes started rolling widely in her head as death approached fast. Her clawing hand relaxed and slipped from her painful grasp of Sonny’s feminine parts, and she started losing consciousness from the deprivation of air. Her pretty face turned purple and her mouth gasped open, swallowing water into her lungs, her body instinctively thrashing wildly underneath Sonny’s heavier body.
Eventually Miss F’s body became limp, but Sonny held her down under water for a minute or so longer just to make sure she was dead. Then he got up off her, breathing heavily from exertion and relief … as well as sexual arousal from the adrenaline that had raged through his blood … heaved the redhead over his shoulder and carried her out of the water, draping her face-down and butt up over a log on the side of the pool. Then he waded back into the pool, and fetched the other two evil bitches and put them similarly alongside Miss F’s corpse over the log.
“This is for Fawn and our other comrades!”, the transman said, donning the strap-on cock. Then Sonny first ravaged Miss F’s offered pussy, fucking her furiously hard as if she could feel his vengeful anger, and ripping out clumps from her bush as she’d promised him, and stuffing it into her gaping mouth. Then he nailed Fawn in both holes, before shoving the rubber cock deep into asshole of the muscle bitch, Sonja, all the while taunting and mocking them for their over-confidence.
Finally, to seal and celebrate his victory, Sonny rode the beautiful face of each evil babe, pushing their faces into his humping crotch, and rubbing his throbbing transman dicklit … his swollen clitoris … like a miniature cock into their mouths … until he squirted his pussy juices into each of their shocked faces … finally murmuring mockingly as he rose completely sexually sated from their abused bodies: “Mmm, thanks for the blow jobs … you were really good! He! He!”
THE END
