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Early Days of the Horny Apocalypse: Dark Alley Encounter

Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and in no way condones acts of sexual assault or violence. Its intended purpose is to be as entertaining and immersive for the reader as possible. All acts of sexual intercourse and play depicted in this story are performed by consenting adults.

It was another dull night for Bethany as she sat on her couch with the flicking shimmer of her TV reflecting off of her eyes. She flipped through the channels with not much on her mind until she stopped on the news. Her attention was immediately grabbed when she saw the headline: Another sexual assault incident reported. She leaned in closer towards the TV to make sure she heard everything the reporter said.

"Tragic news today as two women were on their way home after partying at a local club. Unfortunately, those women never made it, as three men attacked and assaulted them on the street. Marking this as the twelfth sexual assault this week. A horrific upward trend from last week's measly five cases.

Not much is known of the perpetrators, other than they behaved much like previous assault cases. Aggressive. Irrational. And Unyielding. The two women have been taken to the hospital, but we were unable to meet with them to get a word. After our break. We'll speak with the victims' families to hear their thoughts on the rising concern of assault cases.

Hold on...I'm getting word that one of the perpetrators has been identified as Officer Williams of the local precinct. A strange turn of events as Officer Williams was responsible for the arrests of the last five assault cases. We'll send our ground correspondent to see if we can get a word. Wish her the best."

Bethany felt distraught when she saw the pictures of the two women on the TV. So young and beautiful. How terrifying it must have been for the two to have been taken advantage of like that. And by a police officer no less. And yet, there was that feeling that crept up in the back of her mind. Slowly taking hold of her rational thoughts. A feeling that she hated greatly. Eventually that feeling took hold, her body got warm, and she became oblivious to her actions. She bit her lower lip and whimpered a little bit. Her hand glided down her stomach, underneath her PJ's and panties and her fingers began to rub against her clit. Deep down, Bethany wanted to be one of those girls.

She imagined herself at that moment. Walking down the street with the two girls, shocked that three men would dare to attack them. She thought how heroic it would be to hold back the men to let the two girls escape and go get help. All the while, she'd get what she wanted. The men would swarm her, grabbing at her wrists and taking advantage of her feeble form. She knew she wouldn't be strong enough to fight back against one of them, let alone three men. She knew she was inferior and the more she thought of the men taking what was theirs, ripping off her clothes and spreading her legs open, the more her slit leaked underneath her panties. She moaned and writhed on her couch with her fingers now burying themselves inside her pussy. Her eyes peaked open to see the news report talking about how the incident was only a couple of blocks away from where she lived. A revelation that only fueled her taboo desires.

Bethany thought that maybe she should start dressing in more revealing outfits. Shorter skirts. Shirts that emphasized her breasts. Slutty makeup. Heels. Stockings. No panties so that her pussy was easier to access. She thought that she should go out clubbing like those girls. Only that she wouldn't even make it a block away from her apartment before some creep followed her and pulled her into an alley and had his way with her. Her mouth and screams are silenced by an aggressive hand. A gun or knife pointing at her stomach or throat. Letting her know not to fight back. Depraved thoughts that made her more aroused and wet, until her mind and body couldn't take it anymore and she made a mess of herself.

After her little self pleasing session, Bethany collapsed on the couch and snapped back to reality. Feeling a little more ashamed of herself. Oh well. She thought. She knew it would never happen to her anyway. Not how she imagined it. And despite her unthinkable desires, she still felt it necessary to carry a can of mace with her as the reports continued to rise. She ended up passing out on her couch with the lingering thoughts of being fucked by several men transforming into pleasant dreams. Just as she fell asleep, the cameraman on the news panned over to the hospital where the women were being kept, as several men in hazmat suits walked into the building and the video was cut off: "We'll be back after these messages."

The next morning, Bethany woke up to see that the news was left on "We'll be back after these messages." She didn't think anything of it when she got off of her couch, turned off her TV, and got ready for the day. She was feeling a little frisky from last night. A sensation that brought back memories of her old boyfriend, who would make her go to work without panties. She recalled how the zipper and seam of the jeans rubbed against her pussy and clit. An unpleasant feeling that struck all the right nerves for her. It was fond enough of a memory to convince her to try it again. If only for today. She pulled the fabric up her legs and was enthralled by the returning sensation of the material against her body. Every step she made was an action that worked against her in the best way possible. She put on a nice bra for herself, a shirt that was tight enough to show off her curves, and two inch heels that helped emphasize her ass. She left her apartment and didn't even make it to the elevator before she felt the pleasure rising inside her from the jeans. To her slight surprise, her neighbor she'd see quite often leaving for work entered the elevator along with her.

Bethany tried to hold back a giggle when she looked at her neighbor standing in front of her. Knowing he had no clue about what was under her jeans. Or lack thereof. Her pleasure invaded her mind quickly and it wasn't long before she thought about how hot it would be for him to notice her squeamish behavior. How he'd pin her against the corner of the elevator, pull down her jeans and have his way with her just before they reached the bottom. Leaving her sitting in the corner, legs exhausted, and with his cum dripping out of her cunt before going about his day. Treating her like less than a person. A living fleshlight. Property. She was so lost in thought, she almost didn't walk out of the elevator when they reached the ground floor. Bethany blushed and made her way to the train station, where her thoughts would only continue to become more perverted when she stepped onto the crowded train. Imaging how someone could drag her towards one of the exit doors, use her readily available holes, and no one would even notice. Her thoughts were getting so bad that she had to shake herself off. At that moment, she noticed a young woman that was sitting near her, looking at her phone.

"What is the world coming to?" The young woman said.

Bethany glanced at the young woman's phone and noticed that another incident had happened just this morning. To her surprise, it was at the park that was not too far away from her office job. On her way into work, she couldn't help but think to herself. How it could've been her this morning. If she took a different route perhaps? She thought of how lucky that girl was and how she would've traded places with her if she could. She had to stop herself once again. That perhaps not wearing panties today was a bad idea with how depraved her thoughts were. How she could even think about something like that about another girl. Her inappropriate thoughts were validated once she walked into work. Her manager quickly walked up to her in a slight panic and requested that she stay late today. He stated that one of the girls at work had an incident this morning and couldn't make it. His words were vague but his dismay was more than obvious. Bethany was about to put two and two together and instantly felt a little sick. She saw this as a low point in her life. Thinking those thoughts about her own coworker and was left thinking what was truly wrong with her.

Alas, work needed to be done and Bethany sat at her desk to begin all the extra paperwork she needed to get done. File after file, the day dragged on. Chatters of what happened this morning floated around the office. More gossip about assaults throughout the city going on right now. Bethany tried her best to zone it all out, but even then, she couldn't stop but think about someone bending her over her desk, lifting her leg up and fucking her increasingly wet pussy. Before she knew it, the sun was setting and the rest of her coworkers filed out of the building for the end of the day. She knew she should've left with them, but with all the extra work she needed to get done, she decided she'd rather have it done now than later. With the final file finished, she looked outside to see how dark it was. She looked at the time and knew she wasn't going to make the train. She would have to walk a couple of blocks to get to a bus stop if she wanted to make it back home. She looked out the window and down at the darkened streets below her, thinking to herself how far she might make it before she was grabbed and used. The next victim to be shown on television. A thought that made her heart race and pussy quiver. She took a breath, grabbed her coat, and headed off.

As Bethany walked out into the pavement below her office job, she felt a chill down her spine when she looked around the dimly lit streets. It had now become painfully clear to her how much of an effect the assaults had on the city. There were no cars. All the shops were closed. Not a single person walking around, on a late night jog with their dog, or even a biker were out and about. The sprawling city she was so accustomed to had now grown disturbingly quiet and barren. After all the thoughts she had this morning and throughout work, all she could feel was fear and vulnerability. She took a deep breath and thought to herself that all she needed to do was make the walk over to the bus station and she'd be home free.

Despite Bethany's current situation, her depraved thoughts slowly returned with every step she took. The fabric of her jeans rubbed against her pussy and she became more aroused. She thought about her coworker once again. Pondered what it must have been like. How it felt. She hated how wet she was getting and was just hoping to get home, masturbate and leave this day behind her. A sigh of relief when she saw the bus station in the distance. At last. She was nearly there. By the time she walked up to the bus stop, she noticed there was still fifteen minutes until the next bus was to arrive. That's when she heard something in the alley nearby. She turned her head back towards the direction of the sound. She heard cans being kicked around, the sound of a cat snarling and hissing, and her own heart beating faster in her chest. She was so frightened, that her own logic thought it best to ignore the unsettling sounds and persevere until the bus arrived. That is until she was startled to hear the painful moans of a man.

Bethany turned her whole body around towards the alley now and took a couple of steps forward in her heels. The sounds of the man in an incredible amount of pain echoed through the alley and grew louder. A couple more steps towards the sounds and Bethany could feel her stomach turning a little, but she was always one to help others in need. Even those she didn't know. She mustered up some courage, took a deep breath and spoke.

"Hello? Is everything alright? Do you need help?" She managed to shout into the alley.

All Bethany could hear was more groans of pain. It sounded even worse than before and she couldn't take it anymore. If someone was in that much pain, she had to help somehow. She took another deep breath and moved towards the entrance of the alleyway where she saw the silhouette of a man leaning against the wall next to a dumpster. Right before he fell over onto the ground with a loud thud.

"Oh my god!" Bethany shouted before rushing towards the fallen man. Vanishing out of sight from the streets and bus stop.

She leaned over the convulsing man and turned him over to perform CPR. She felt how warm the man was through his clothes and was shocked to see his eyes were completely white. The man let out another painful scream before he grabbed at his shirt and tore it off of his body with ease. To Bethany's growing surprise, the man was built like a Greek statue. His muscles and the V lining towards his crotch were well defined and shiny from the constant sweat. If this hadn't been such a dire situation, Bethany would have thought this man was good looking enough to talk to at the bar or club.

Her attempts at compressions failed as the man continued to flail from the pain of whatever was happening to him. Bethany reached into her purse and pulled out her phone. Causing other items inside to spill out, including her can of mace. An action that went unnoticed during the chaos of the situation. But before she could even press the call button after dialing 911, the man had reached out and grabbed at her wrist. She winced and soon screamed when she felt the overwhelming pressure of his grip tighten around her body and she was forced to drop the phone. She reached with her other hand into her purse to grab the can of mace, but it was too late. She saw that it had fallen out and rolled away out of reach.

Bethany felt her heart drop in that split second and in the blink of an eye, the man had jumped right on top of her. She tried to scream for help. Kick and punch at the man she was trying to help, but his muscular physique made it all too easy to pin her down onto the ground with one hand pressed firmly on her chest to stop her from screaming. She looked down in horror to see the man's other hand reach down and grab at her jeans. 

"No! Please!" Bethany let out, before the man effortlessly and painfully ripped the fabric away from her body, pulling it down her legs and removed the only thing that was covering her indecency.

Bethany squirmed and didn't want the man to see how wet she already was and how much more excited her pussy was getting. But when she looked up at the man, all she saw was a wild animal. His eyes no longer showed any hint that his iris was there and were now completely white. She felt how much hotter he was. How his hand almost burned through her shirt and how the rest of his heat radiated onto her body. She tried one more time to scream for help, but all that came out was a raspy and dull voice from the man's palm crushing her chest.

Bethany's heart raced faster when she felt her torn jeans pulled down to her knees and the breeze of the open air brushing against her wet pussy. She grabbed at the man's arm and tried to leverage herself to slide away from him, but it was no use. She wasn't going anywhere. She reluctantly looked down in time to see the man grab at his own jeans and rip them open like they were made of paper. She was shocked by how he was behaving. His actions didn't tell Bethany that he was some sort of criminal like the news led her to believe. He was acting more like a beast. And her shock only intensified when she saw what he had unleashed. A massive cock, bigger than anything she'd had ever seen before with veins practically pulsating, was now dangling over her pussy. There was no more time to fight back or get away. Not a second of hesitation as the man guided his cock, pressed it firmly against Bethany's wet slit and shoved all of his girth inside of her until his balls pressed against her body.

Bethany's mouth and eyes opened wide and she groaned like nothing before when she felt all eight inches of his warm and twitching cock inside her pussy, with his tip practically and painfully pushing against her cervix. The man wrapped his toned arms around her body and kept her close. Assuring that she couldn't wiggle herself free from the continuing onslaught. The man rotated his hips like an expert, making sure his cock slid all the way out and that only a little bit of his tip was still inside Bethany, before shoving it all back in one fell swoop. Letting his balls slap against Bethany's body. He did this with constant precision and speed, making sure Bethany felt every inch of his cock as he madly thrust inside of her. She couldn't think to try and scream anymore as the only thing that escaped her mouth were audible groans.

Freedom didn't escape Bethany's mind just yet. She looked around and saw her can of mace on the ground. She desperately reached out for it and felt the smooth metal graze her fingertips, accidentally pushing it further out of reach. She swung her arm in a frantic and pathetic attempt to reach for the can, only to slap her palm against the ground. She felt ready to cry as thrust after thrust made her feel more violated, but this was just a lie she fabricated for herself and society. Every time the man's cock was shoved deep inside her, a little bit of her mental barriers broke and slowly but surely her true self rose to the surface. Her groans evolved into lustful moans and her eyes became crossed. She wrapped her arms around the heated man and wrapped her legs around his hips. This was everything she ever wanted and she was going to enjoy it to the fullest. She felt the intense pleasure of her pussy being breached and the extreme pain of her cervix being pushed against start to blur together. Her body tightened around the man's cock, further amplifying her pleasure. She was ready to cum and orgasmed from the stranger's cock. Squeezing around the continuously thrusting cock that seemed to do the trick. The man grunted and groaned. Thrusting hard one last time to shoot a large load of his thick and hot cum inside of her. Spilling through her cervix and filling her uterus.

Bethany felt a wave of ecstasy that exploded from her womb and crawled up and throughout her body. Leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. The intense sensation made its way up to her head where it crashed over her mind, mixing with the pleasure from cumming at the same time as this stranger. As if his very cum washed over her brain and seeped into the fissures of her psyche. She wanted him to stop, but her mind had become too hot and fuzzy to think properly or even speak coherently. She accepted quickly that he was in control of the situation and allowed him to use her as his personal pleasure doll. The thrusting continued, but Bethany soon heard the footsteps of another person walking down the alley. She thought her fun was coming to an end as she expected a savior. Someone who would call the police or pull the man off of her, but what came next was much worse than she would have ever anticipated.

Bethany lifted her head up and looked over the man's shoulder and was shocked to see a naked old man walking towards them. Her concern grew the more she analyzed the approaching man. His white hair was unkempt and he was balding at the top. He was much more out of shape than the man on top of her as his belly folded over his cock. But even that wasn't enough to hide how massive his shaft was. Her eyes widened when she saw that his cock was just as big if not a little larger than the man currently inside her. The old man shared one more distinct feature. His eyes were just as white and soulless, letting her know that this wasn't as normal of a situation as she thought it was.

Before she knew it, the old man lunged on top of the two and grabbed at Bethany's flesh. Trying to pull her off and away from the younger and more muscular man. This was no longer a fun moment for her. Something was wrong and she had to get out of this situation, but it was far too late for that. Any attempt she made to thrash, crawl and kick her way free only resulted in the men grabbing and forcefully pulling her back towards their heated cocks. All while fighting amongst each other. In the ensuing struggle, the rest of her clothes were relieved from her body as her top, bra, and the rest of her jeans were all torn off with vigor. Leaving her completely exposed outside of her heels.

With one last attempt to get up and flee, Bethany had fallen onto her side and was pulled back towards the two men. Now surrounding her on both sides. She looked in horror as the young and muscular man maintained control over her pussy and was now in front of her. His hands gripped her back and ass cheek possessively. Digging into her flesh as he pressed the tip of his cock against her lower lips once again and made himself at home. Bethany could feel the intense heat of the old man's stomach pressing against her lower back. His hands reached around and violently grabbed at her breasts and thighs. There was only one other option for the old man to take and it was an option she was not prepared for. She felt his hot and girthy cock press against the tight opening and began to slowly breach it. She couldn't even let a single word out before it was spreading and tearing her ass open without a single drop of lube. Feeling every inch of his cock grinding and sliding against her opening. Spreading her insides and destroying her virgin ass. Stopping short of his balls against her body as this fat belly prevented him from going all the way.

Bethany quickly devolved into uttering grunts of pain and pleasure as the two cocks slid in and out of her two holes. She could feel them brushing against each other through that thin membrane that separated her pussy and ass. A feeling like no other. The men had no regard for her own comfort. Moving her body around as they saw fit. Gripping her flesh tightly without even a single kiss to make it even slightly intimate. She was as she wanted. A fleshlight for them to use without remorse. She thought back to the days she was with her ex-boyfriend. How they had done anal before, but never longer than two minutes and always with lube. Not this time. She could feel her holes being stretched to their absolute limit as the old man behind her grunted loudly and shot his warm cum deep into her intestines. Thrusting without showing the smallest hint that he was getting tired.

Bethany felt a wave of pleasure like no other, but it felt different than last time. Something strange was happening to her mind. Something was taking hold of her. She would never agree to a second round with her ex-boyfriend before, but this man...This man made her want to again. Even more, the pain of her ass getting violated was beginning to subside. It was starting to feel good. Almost as good as masturbating. No. Almost as good as getting fucked in the pussy as well. She pressed her hands against the muscular man's chest and tried pathetically to push him off of her. She wanted off this ride. Even though her pussy screamed in pleasure and she could do nothing as the muscular man cam inside her pussy again. His sperm, now flooding her uterus.

Once again, Bethany felt the pleasure crash onto her mind and seep even deeper into her brain. As if the cum had landed onto her very neurons and began to rewire her very essence. She felt her mouth begin to water and a craving that crept into her mouth. A feeling she wasn't too familiar with, but after a couple of seconds she realized. She wanted a cock in her mouth. She tried to shake off this thought as her body jumped up and down from the cocks fucking her holes. She thought how she was never a fan of giving oral. She had a terrible gag reflex and she hated the taste. She never let any of her previous lovers cum inside her mouth before, yet in this moment, a cock was all she wanted inside her mouth. She wanted her jaw forced open and lips wrapped around its flesh. She wanted hot cum filling her mouth so that she could swallow it all. She thought how unfair it was that there wasn't a third man here to fill her third hole so she could be as useful as possible. Thoughts that weren't her own, but felt like they were always part of her.

Bethany continued to grunt and moan as the men relentlessly fucked her two holes. Just as the old man cam inside her asshole again, she could hear the sound of the bus slowing down and screeching to a halt. She barely heard the doors opening and the sound of the driver letting anyone know this is the last pickup. She wondered if anyone on the bus could see what was happening in the alley? If they had a clear angle. Could they even hear the sounds her pussy and ass were making as they were properly used by these two men and their large cocks? Could they hear her increasingly lustful moans echoing in through the alley? The bus doors closed and the vehicle drove off. She saw the driver staring forward and everyone on the bus minding their own business. Were they really that oblivious? Or were they more concerned for their own safety that they'd rather ignore a woman in need? Thoughts that slowly faded away into irrelevance as the muscular man cam inside Bethany once again. His cum now stringing along her cunt and his balls. Flinging the white liquid all over her legs and onto the cold concrete floor.

Bethany's expression slowly became more accepting of the situation. Her eyes became more crossed, her smile more apparent, and her tongue lashed out to welcome any nearby cock. Her mind slowly melted away and her sense of self was disappearing. The thought of what would happen next was no longer a concern to her. If the police were going to find her, if she was going to get pregnant, or even if she even needed counseling all faded away from her rational way of thinking. Soon other thoughts became trivial. Going to work and paying her bills, posting on social media to compete for validation, and even staying in contact with friends and family. All of that was no longer of any importance. All she cared about was getting more cock. More cock into her pussy. More cock into her ass. More cock into her mouth. She wanted to be stretched. She wanted to be filled to the brim with cum. She wanted that sweet and warm liquid pouring out of her guts and mouth.

When the men were done with her and wandered off to find their next victim, the last remaining remnant of what was left of Bethany had long died off. Nothing was left inside her mind except pure ecstasy. When the police eventually found her, she was wiggling her ass and begging for cock. Trying desperately to pull down their pants to get one in her mouth. She wanted to get them hard so that they could fill her empty holes. Soon, agents in hazmat gear ran up, restrained and dragged Bethany away to god knows where. She wasn't going to be the last girl who would suffer this fate, but she was one of the few who craved it. Fantasized about it. Even though she was a shell of her former self. It was a fate she was more than happy to have asked for. She could spend the rest of her life happily like this. A cumdumpster with purpose.

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World of the Horny Apocalypse

The Horny Apocalypse series is an alternate universe where a highly infectious pathogen known as the Lust Virus reeks havoc across the globe.

Disclaimer: First and foremost, the virus is only capable of infecting a fully developed brain. Infected individuals are not driven to go after anyone who isn't at least twenty-one to twenty-five years of age. Additionally, the Lust Virus is unable to infect hosts that have gone through menopause and andropause. As the organs are no longer viable for the virus's production. All individuals in Horny Apocalypse stories are of age.

Of unknown origins, the Lust Virus is an airborne pathogen with a 98% infection rate among men. Once infected, the host slowly begins to lose their sense of self while their internal body temperature rises. While the virus is present throughout the body, it is most abundant in the host's genitalia where it has sterilized and gradually ramped up sperm production. The intense rising heat can be maddening for the host's declining mental state and typically results in them tearing off their own clothes to feel any sense of relief.

The virus seems to defy normal biological conventions, as it preserves all of the host's internal organs from the intense heat. This effect creates a purge inside the body; killing off any existing viruses, bacteria, or infections. Any potential surviving abnormalities are killed off by the Lust Virus itself, effectively curing its host of all disease. Other physical changes include the eyes becoming so foggy, that they appear completely whitened, while the most visually notable symptom is the enhanced genitalia from the increased blood pumping. A host with a two-four inch erection easily becomes enlarged to seven-eight inches. This infection process can take anywhere between four to twenty four hours, until the host has been purged of all disease, loses all self consciousness and has become a vessel for the virus.

The virus is seemingly incapable of spreading between male to female hosts with one exception. The male host is driven by the virus with absolute determination to seek out and infect a host of the opposite sex via seminal injection (e.g. vagina, anus, or mouth). This is where the virus shows off another unique attribute. Not only does it enhance the male's genitalia and production of sperm, but it also alters their sense of smell. An infected male is capable of smelling a breedable female from as far as a half a mile (800 m) away. When the female is aroused by any means, the infected male can detect them as far as three miles (4.8 km) away.

Once an infected male has successfully injected the contaminated semen into the female host, the infection process begins and is completed in as little as forty minutes to two hours (depending on how much seminal fluid is injected inside her, as more quantities can speed up the process).. The female will begin to feel warm as the virus takes hold of their body, where it settles into the brain. The production of dopamine and ecstasy gradually increases, driving them into an intense lust filled state until not only all of their inhibitions are gone, but just like the male, their self consciousness as well. This drives the female to crave continuous use of all its cavities and will seek out other males, regardless of infection, in an attempt to procreate and spread the virus through fluids to anyone who isn't immune. The most notable side effect is the virus's ability to induce a false pregnancy, slightly increasing breast size and ramping up milk production, without the host ever developing a child.

Note: Even after an infected male successfully injects the virus into a female, the male will continue to thrust and pleasure himself until the ballsack is completely drained. Usually by the time one male is finished, another has already recharged and is ready to continue the onslaught of penetration.

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