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Ages ago, before diseases and horrific mutations raped the world of it’s resources, love was free (at least, where you were free). Kiss who you want. Marry who you want. Fuck who you want. But that was many centuries ago. Now, what clean sperm and eggs there are must be utilized to their greatest potential. Thus, the repopulation areas were established. Small colonies where those unaffected by disease and mutation, breed under sanitary conditions so as to ensure the survival of the human race. In one of these towns, a young woman is feeling awfully stressed, and is in desperate need of some, *stress relief…*

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The sun had not yet risen in RePop 54, when a young woman by the name of Penny Smith, arose from her sleep, still drowsy, not yet ready to begin her day. She got out of bed, threw on her work uniform, taking careful note to make sure her large breasts were just barely visible through her navy blue work shirt.

Penny was a short, stalky woman – though that’s not to say overweight – with large supple breasts topped by pepperoni sized nipples. Her ass was gigantic, rippling with every step she took. Her hair was curly and cut short, at all times just below her ears. She was enticing to say the least.

Penny walked down the stairs of her house, began brewing a cup of coffee, and turned on the large flat screen tv stuck on the wall of her living room. On the screen was footage of a large crowd of protesters outside of the capital building.

“Oh god,” said Penny, reaching for the remote, “It’s too fucking early for this shit…” She drank her cup of coffee, and started the drive to her post.

Penny was stressed, tired, and unfulfilled. Despite being just as fertile as every other Woman in the community, and having been drafted for the same purposes as them, she was instead relegated to manning the main gate. She was still pumped full of the same chemicals as everyone else, and subsequently just as crazily horny, and yet she rarely got the chance to taste the same frequency of breeding. Roughly 2-3 times a week, compared to the everyday fucking that her peers had the pleasure of experiencing. It had been an astouding four days since she was last relieved.

Penny arrived at her station at 5:45, joined by her shift partner George. George was a short man, only slightly taller than Penny, though he was strong – a gym rat long before he came to RePop 54.

Penny began running through her lines, which had been printed on pink flyers for her and co-workers to read to the new entries. “No abusive behavior. No condoms. No masturbation without intent to inseminate. No leaving of the town without two weeks notice and approval from the higher-ups.” She said, whispering it to herself, “No abusive behavior. No contraceptives. No masturbation without intent to inseminate. No leaving of the town without two weeks notice and approval from the higher-ups.”

At 6:00 the first of the new inhabitants arrived, young men and women, newly 21, bringing with them a flock of new genetic material. The first person to drive up to Penny’s gate was a blonde woman, slim and tall.

“Jane Woolsworth?” asked Penny.

“That’s me.” replied Jane, quietly, almost whispering in Penny’s general direction.

“Don’t be shy hun, nothing bad’s gonna happen here trust me.” said Jane, attempting to console the shy woman, “And trust me, you won’t be in that shell of yours for long. Y’know, when I first got here the first thing that I did was find the first handsome face I could find, and let him blow my back out. I suggest you do the same!” she said with a smile.

“Uhhh…”, Jane replied, utterly flabbergasted by the openness of this random woman she had just met,

“Ok. Can I go now?” Penny read her the rules of the installation, and sent her off. Jane drove away as fast as feasible, attempting to gain as much distance from this woman as she could.

The hours went fast. Car after car of ‘fresh meat’, entered, and subsequently left, far more creeped out than when they had first arrived. Eventually it was break time, and both Penny and George headed to the nearby rest stop to eat their lunches in the employees room.

Penny entered first, throwing her lunch in the microwave oven to reheat. The old microwave often took upwards of 20 minutes to heat Penny’s lunch, giving her just enough to time to relieve herself of some, pent up tension.

She began feeling at her clothes, rubbing at her crotch and breasts. She never wore a bra or panties, because she never felt the need, not to mention it gave much easier access to any would-be partner. She unbuttoned her shirt and pulled down her pants, revealing her sopping wet pussy and voluptuous breasts. Her hands began rubbing at her now exposed clit, and her moans grew slightly less hidden as she grew more and more lost in the sensation.

It was then that George entered the employees room, quietly opening and closing the door, so as to not disturb Penny, as when he entered he immediately noticed her, facing the wall, one hand rubbing slowly, and the other planted on the counter to provide support. George slowly unzipped his pants, and whipped out his at this point rock hard cock, throbbing in anticipation.

George tried to creep quietly up behind Penny, thinking that she could use a hard fuck just as much as he did. Little did he know but Penny was thinking the same thing. George shoved Penny onto the counter, pinning her large breasts against the cold surface. George shoved his throbbing cock into Penny’s swollen vagina, plunging the entirety of it into her, expecting some kind of surprised reaction.

“**Uh** Oh hey George,” Penny said coyly, “I was **oh** wondering when you’d say hi.”

“Well I couldn’t let you go through the day without some *fun* now could I?”, said George.

He picked up the pace, slamming into her with a harsh, repetive motion. Penny’s whole body had completly accepted him; his girth filling her entirely. It was bliss. The rythmic pulse of their bodies eminated throughout the small room, and echoed down the hall. George was a *beast*, and he made Penny feel it, and she loved him for that.

“You’re such a godamned slut, aren’t you? Only a dirty fucking whore like you would just take it like this.” He reached his arm around her, firmly grabbing her neck and bending her chest off of the counter which she had been posted on.

George grabbed hold of Penny’s left breast, it’s soft, thin skin felt like fine velvet on his rough hands. His other hand squeezed tight on Penny’s throat, he felt every response from her body as he thrust his manhood deep inside her.

“Yes! Yes! **oh my god** I’m your fucking toy! You like fucking your dirty toy? Yeah?”, Penny said in stifled breaths.

George let her go, releasing her from the tight hold he had kept her in. As he did her body fell to the countertop, its cold, reflective surface acting as a mirror for Penny. She recognized herself only briefly, a sweaty, hot mess. Her arms flayled wildly in all directions, searching for something to brace herself on, her muscles spasming in ecsatsy.

“Oh my god, oh my god. Yes! Right there!”, she moaned, “I’m gonna cum! Oh my god you fucking brute, make me cum! **ohhhh**”, her breath was hot, her face was red, each vigorous pump sent waves of radiating pleasure from her stomach, to the surface of her soft skin, “Please, please, please – don’t stop! I’m cumming! *I’m cumming!*”

Release.

Her back arched uncontrolably inward, her muscles tensing with all the force of the energy that was just forced upon her. George stopped for a moment, still fully inside of Penny, letting the feeling of her tensing muscles restrict his still very hard cock. They stood there for a moment, catching their breaths, letting the breathing of eachother act as an abstract soundtrack to Penny’s climax. George pulled himself out of Penny, his throbbing cock drenched in her juices.

“Oh that was *baddd* Penny honey”, said George.

“Oh yeah?”, she replied.

“Oh yeahh. In fact, y’know what? I think you deserve some more you fucking slut.”

“Oh really?”, she was breathing heavily, still reeling from her first climax.

Penny lifted herself off the counter top, and turned to look at George. She reached both hands over George’s thick, muscley neck, and leaned in for a kiss. George stopped her, instead he grabbed hold of Penny’s voluptous ass and hoisted her ontop the counter. Slowly he lowered her onto it, one hand holding her’s, the other slowly guiding her.

He reached down now, and grabbed his hard, throbbing cock, and slid it up and down the lips of Penny’s soft pussy. Then, suddenly, and with force, he shoved it into her asshole. Like the square peg through the circlular hole, he stretched her tight asshole so incredbily wide.

“*AH!* What are you *UH!* doing!?”, screamed Penny, startled, surprised, lost in the force of it all.

“*Ohh* you like that, don’t you? Huh?”, said George. His pumps were even more forceful than before, his cock barely squeezing into Penny’s tight asshole.

Penny did love it. Oh how she loved it. It wasn’t often that women in the center were treated to the beatutiful harshness of anal. The act was largely frowned upon in Re-Population centers, considering that it went against the mandate against, “coitus without intent to inseminate”, but Penny loved it. Whenever she was forced to pleasure herself as a means to calm her hormones – which was more often than she liked – she would in fact tend to her asshole as a source of climax.

“*Ohhhhh* my god. Oh my fucking god. **Uh!** Yes, yes, I love it! Oh my god, you fill me up so good!”

It was all so surreal to her, the entire thing. Penny was so lost in lust, inebriated with sensation, fuck drunk. She felt every inch of George’s hard cock plunge in and out of her ass. She had never felt so consumed by sex – so utterly lost in the act. She was being used like a blow-up doll and she loved it.

Penny locked eyes with George as he rammed her tight ass. Nothing showed behind those eyes, only pure and utter lust. Every muscle was tight, every tendon working in sync. He was a monster in his motions, a beast in his voracity – voracity for pleasure.

“You like that? You like feeling that tight fucking asshole stretched?”

“Yes! **Oh** Oh my god yes!”, she could barely muster the strength to say those words.

It was welling up inside her, that feeling. She was close – very close. With every thrust, every breath, every inch of cock in her ass, she felt this hot fire burn across her body. She couldn’t hold it much longer.

“Oh my god, oh my god, I’m gonna fucking cum! Oh my god you feel so good!”, gasped Penny, “Don’t you dare fucking stop, don’t you dare fucking – Ohhhh my god I cumming!”

In one last incredible effort George plunged his cock into Penny’s tight, virgin asshole. Simultaneously the two released every ounce of emotion, every moment of feeling into an epic release. George’s thick cum fludded every reach of Penny’s inside.

They held there for a moment, holding each other. They stood still in the moment, savoring the outcome of their hard work. The entire room was silent, except for the harsh breathing eminating from the two.

**Ding**

“Ope! That’s the microwave!”, said Penny, “You mind movin big guy?”

George was slightly taken aback, but still he abliged. He pulled his member from Penny’s asshole, resulting in a stream of cum dripping out and falling onto the countertop. He helped her off the countertop and watched as she pranced happily over to the microwave oven to retrieve her food.

“That was great! When can we do it again?”, said Penny, blowing on her food, cum still drippping from her – now *very sore* asshole.

-*End*-

NSFW: yes

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