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How do you guys like this AI story?
I’m just walking past the men’s room door when person, person, and person step out of the shadows and box me in against the sinks.
No one else is on the third floor. The hallway is dead quiet.person (lean Korean, backwards cap, navy joggers sagged low) leans in first, voice calm and low.person
“Here’s exactly what’s going to happen, baby. We’re not even locking a stall. You’re staying right here in the open, by the sinks, where anyone could walk in. We’re stripping you from the waist down, folding you over the counter, and taking turns raw-******* your throat and your ass until you can’t stand. When you lose control and **** yourself (because you will), we’re going to watch it happen, smear it, taste it, then clean you up with our tongues and wipes. After that you’re getting put in the thick teddy-bear diaper we brought. We’ll powder you, lotion you, tape it on tight, pull your jeans over it, and send you home with three loads and your own mess sloshing inside. You don’t move, you don’t speak, you don’t do anything unless we move you. Nod if you understand.”I nod, face burning.person (freckled white jock) grins and adds:
“And we’re doing the second round right after we diaper you (crotch ripped open, bent over the same counter, gangbanged again until the diaper’s soaked). Clear?”Another tiny nod from me.person (bearded, thobe open over track pants) finishes, voice deep:
“If even one drop leaks before tomorrow night, we do this again in the middle of Friday prayer break. In the mosque bathroom. With the door unlocked. Understood?”I nod a third time, already shaking.They don’t waste another second.person grabs my hoodie zipper and yanks it down. person unbuttons my jeans and drags them to my ankles with my briefs. person lifts each foot and strips me completely naked below the waist, tossing everything into the corner by the paper towels.They spin me around, bend me over the cold porcelain sink, ass out toward the open bathroom, face staring at my own reflection in the mirror.The ******* starts immediately.person feeds his long uncut c**k down my throat while person sinks into my ass raw. person stands beside us stroking himself, waiting his turn. They rotate every few minutes, using me in the open like I’m public property, mirrors showing every angle, the main door twenty feet away completely unlocked.Forty minutes of nonstop pounding later, my stomach cramps hard. I whimper around Aboody’s thick shaft.They feel it coming.person (buried in my ass)
“Let it go, baby. Right now.”person pulls out of my mouth just long enough to growl:
“Push.”I do.A hot, messy load forces its way out around person's c**k, splattering the floor, running down my legs, the smell instantly filling the bathroom. They moan like animals and keep ******* me through it, using the mess as lube, smearing it over my skin.When they’ve each bred me a second time, they finally pull out.person shakes open the thick teddy-bear diaper (loud crinkle echoing off the tiles). person and person lift me and lower me straight into it, my filthy ass squishing into the padding. They clean me exactly how they promised: bare hands scooping and tasting, wipes dragged slow over every inch, person bearded tongue lapping me clean while person and person edge my c**k with lotion until I’m crying.Powder clouds everywhere. The diaper goes up, tapes sealed tight.Then round two: they bend me back over the same sink, rip the crotch tapes open, and gangbang me for another thirty minutes in the open bathroom, breeding the inside of the diaper until it’s warm, heavy, and sagging.When they’re finally done, person re-tapes it shut, pulls my jeans up over the destroyed padding (barely zips), and pats the front.person kisses my forehead.
“Walk home exactly like this. Text us pictures every hour. Tomorrow we check how full our little teddy-bear diaper got.”They stroll out laughing, leaving me barefoot by the sinks, jeans stretched to breaking, diaper squishing and crinkling obscenely with every tiny movement, three loads and my own mess sloshing against my skin while the unlocked door stares at me.I waddle out into the hallway praying no one sees… already knowing I’ll be begging them to do it again tomorrow.