Content Warning: While it's probably nowhere near as dark as other caps that have been posted in the past month, this cap has a lot more 'edge' than my usual variety of stories.
“Uh! uh! uh! ohhh fuck! What is that?...what the fuck where am i?!”
"Welcome back owen,"
“You’re staring down the barrel of your next 18 to 20 years”
"wha...ohhh! what the fuck" Owen howled mentally and physically "what are you? why isn't my mouth moving when I talk"
"Don't worry about it, Thats the least of your problems anyway." The presence around Owen felt as though it were walking around him in circles. His mind and body were awash in sensations making it difficult to think let alone try to focus.
"I know you don't remember, but trust me when I say this Owen, this is a much deserved fate for you"
"uhngh oh fuck!" he moaned as his vagina clenched, mind catching up to what the woman in his head was saying "what...what did I do?"
"months ago, online internet forum you got into a debate about womens rights, especially around sex"
"aah..oh oh shit, yeah..I-fuck! can this dude slow down?"
"I'm sorry is it hard to concentrate? well shut up and deal with it." The voice hissed "a handful of months ago, on an online image board, you shared your opinion about whether or not a woman is entitled to control her body "
Owen Tried to focus on what was being said as his body throbbed uncontrollably.
he heard his own voice hiss and echo in his ears "if any dumb bitch wants to have sex and risk pregnancy thats her own problem. She knew what she was doing"
The Female presence returned "and when asked if the women you thought should be allowed to have any kind of assistance if she chose to raise a child on her own"
"Why the heck should we reward some slut for sleeping around?" The voice was his, but it felt increasingly unfamiliar with the level of hatred burnt into it.
"I-I never meant those things! it was an image board!"
"No one ever does when they're consequences come to get them"
Another involuntary clench as his body was rocked with pleasure "what the fuck are you?"
"I am the frustration of every woman who's ever had to deal with a piece of shit like you, and the determination of every woman who's ever had to be stronger then they had to be." The voice carried on "And your opinion. Your very old, antiquated, and stupid opinions, being...I think the millionth time someone has said exactly what you've said, gave me enough conciousness to exist, and enough power to put you in your place"
"I'm sorry!" he gasped between moans
"Oh you're going to be." Owen felt a sensation not unlike someone running a finger along their neck and chin, a slight pinching sensation as they were drawn up to look at the invisible figure. "I changed reality. Owen is now 'Ella.'"
The name seemed to cement itself like concrete in Owens head, the name forcing itself inside his ears rattling wildly with the thrusts inside him.
"She actually graduated Valedictorian." The voice carried on in spite of the sensation Ella was feeling from his boobs shaking with every thrust "When she got to college she decided to unwind. take it easier. Occasionally party."
Ella had the memory of years of hard studying and being raised by parents with high expectations suddenly lash its way across her mind.
"And you see Ella, Owen had a wing man named Troy. maybe you'll recognize him" Ella's head was forced to a near by mirror as she recognized the stud roughly fucking her "He has a place in Ella's life too, an on and off again boyfriend/best friend. Part of my karmic reality change is this; You don't realize, but your one of nine in every one hundred women who have their birth control fail."
Ella groaned with both pleasure and terrified realization as the picture this entity was painting was finally coming together.
"That;s right, Owen. You're about to be one of those "dumb bitches" that you think should have to suffer for circumstances outside their control. "
"P-please stop this!"
"Too late now. I'm going to tell you whats going to happen any moment now, you're going to orgasm, that'll set off poor little troy here. and I've just enough power to insure you that, this...this is where you get pregnant my cute little Ella"
The name pulsed in her head again, a growing sense of permanency building as she felt her muscles start to tense Ella's mind and mouth letting out a loud "nooooo"
"Oh yes Ella. You're going to get pregnant. And in a month, when the news gets out Troy here is gonna piss all the way off to only gods know where. And maybe he'll come to his senses and come back...maybe you'll find him and slap his ass with a child support lawsuit. But this is happening."
"please! please no-ohhh oh god!" Owen let out his last whimper as Ella let out a howl of pleasure, her body going tense as it was hit with an orgasm that shook her to her core, memories jumbling and slamming around as the reality of everything hit.
She felt her pussy throbbing and squeezing, ushering the sensation of Troy's dick twitching inside her, a slick smooth glass feeling suddenly accomodating the thrusts that were slowing down with Troys groaning.
"what...what do I do?" Ella gasped, speaking out. Troy not hearing her words as he collected himself behind her. before disappearing from the room.
The presence calmly stroked Ella's hair "you are going to spend the next 18 years with this."
Ella felt a gently hand press on her stomach, the place she instinctively knew would be growing in a months time.
"I-I don't know if I Can...I'm so sorry...please. I don't think I can do this"
"I know" The last words Ella heard before the female presence vanished leaving her alone in an empty dorm room "Prove me wrong"
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This is one part vent/one part evil cruel fantasy.
I suppose, one of the things that can be said to be is that writers will always impart bits of their opinions and beliefs into the things they write, so one doesn't exactly have to squint to hard to see a little bit of the Real Me lingering here in the story.
This almost didn't get published, but I was encouraged to by the always wonderful Evie Hyde, so I a little credit I owe to her for it.
Anyway, thats enough rambling. I hope you enjoyed!
“Uh! uh! uh! ohhh fuck! What is that?...what the fuck where am i?!”
"Welcome back owen,"
"Where am I? what the fuck is happening?"
“You’re staring down the barrel of your next 18 to 20 years”
"wha...ohhh! what the fuck" Owen howled mentally and physically "what are you? why isn't my mouth moving when I talk"
"Don't worry about it, Thats the least of your problems anyway." The presence around Owen felt as though it were walking around him in circles. His mind and body were awash in sensations making it difficult to think let alone try to focus.
"I know you don't remember, but trust me when I say this Owen, this is a much deserved fate for you"
"uhngh oh fuck!" he moaned as his vagina clenched, mind catching up to what the woman in his head was saying "what...what did I do?"
"months ago, online internet forum you got into a debate about womens rights, especially around sex"
"aah..oh oh shit, yeah..I-fuck! can this dude slow down?"
"I'm sorry is it hard to concentrate? well shut up and deal with it." The voice hissed "a handful of months ago, on an online image board, you shared your opinion about whether or not a woman is entitled to control her body "
Owen Tried to focus on what was being said as his body throbbed uncontrollably.
he heard his own voice hiss and echo in his ears "if any dumb bitch wants to have sex and risk pregnancy thats her own problem. She knew what she was doing"
The Female presence returned "and when asked if the women you thought should be allowed to have any kind of assistance if she chose to raise a child on her own"
"Why the heck should we reward some slut for sleeping around?" The voice was his, but it felt increasingly unfamiliar with the level of hatred burnt into it.
"I-I never meant those things! it was an image board!"
"No one ever does when they're consequences come to get them"
Another involuntary clench as his body was rocked with pleasure "what the fuck are you?"
"I am the frustration of every woman who's ever had to deal with a piece of shit like you, and the determination of every woman who's ever had to be stronger then they had to be." The voice carried on "And your opinion. Your very old, antiquated, and stupid opinions, being...I think the millionth time someone has said exactly what you've said, gave me enough conciousness to exist, and enough power to put you in your place"
"I'm sorry!" he gasped between moans
"Oh you're going to be." Owen felt a sensation not unlike someone running a finger along their neck and chin, a slight pinching sensation as they were drawn up to look at the invisible figure. "I changed reality. Owen is now 'Ella.'"
The name seemed to cement itself like concrete in Owens head, the name forcing itself inside his ears rattling wildly with the thrusts inside him.
"She actually graduated Valedictorian." The voice carried on in spite of the sensation Ella was feeling from his boobs shaking with every thrust "When she got to college she decided to unwind. take it easier. Occasionally party."
Ella had the memory of years of hard studying and being raised by parents with high expectations suddenly lash its way across her mind.
"And you see Ella, Owen had a wing man named Troy. maybe you'll recognize him" Ella's head was forced to a near by mirror as she recognized the stud roughly fucking her "He has a place in Ella's life too, an on and off again boyfriend/best friend. Part of my karmic reality change is this; You don't realize, but your one of nine in every one hundred women who have their birth control fail."
Ella groaned with both pleasure and terrified realization as the picture this entity was painting was finally coming together.
"That;s right, Owen. You're about to be one of those "dumb bitches" that you think should have to suffer for circumstances outside their control. "
"P-please stop this!"
"Too late now. I'm going to tell you whats going to happen any moment now, you're going to orgasm, that'll set off poor little troy here. and I've just enough power to insure you that, this...this is where you get pregnant my cute little Ella"
The name pulsed in her head again, a growing sense of permanency building as she felt her muscles start to tense Ella's mind and mouth letting out a loud "nooooo"
"Oh yes Ella. You're going to get pregnant. And in a month, when the news gets out Troy here is gonna piss all the way off to only gods know where. And maybe he'll come to his senses and come back...maybe you'll find him and slap his ass with a child support lawsuit. But this is happening."
"please! please no-ohhh oh god!" Owen let out his last whimper as Ella let out a howl of pleasure, her body going tense as it was hit with an orgasm that shook her to her core, memories jumbling and slamming around as the reality of everything hit.
She felt her pussy throbbing and squeezing, ushering the sensation of Troy's dick twitching inside her, a slick smooth glass feeling suddenly accomodating the thrusts that were slowing down with Troys groaning.
"what...what do I do?" Ella gasped, speaking out. Troy not hearing her words as he collected himself behind her. before disappearing from the room.
The presence calmly stroked Ella's hair "you are going to spend the next 18 years with this."
Ella felt a gently hand press on her stomach, the place she instinctively knew would be growing in a months time.
"I-I don't know if I Can...I'm so sorry...please. I don't think I can do this"
"I know" The last words Ella heard before the female presence vanished leaving her alone in an empty dorm room "Prove me wrong"
--
This is one part vent/one part evil cruel fantasy.
I suppose, one of the things that can be said to be is that writers will always impart bits of their opinions and beliefs into the things they write, so one doesn't exactly have to squint to hard to see a little bit of the Real Me lingering here in the story.
This almost didn't get published, but I was encouraged to by the always wonderful Evie Hyde, so I a little credit I owe to her for it.
Anyway, thats enough rambling. I hope you enjoyed!
Love, love, love this. This troglodyte gets his comeuppance, I'd love to see what idea is ruminating in your mind.
ReplyDeleteI'm pretty sure the consequences would break Owen but I suspect that Ella is made of sterner stuff.