16 comments/ 83326 views/ 98 favorites Devon's All-Access Public Ravishing By: blunderwolf Devon and some of her girlfriends from work had made plans to go out barhopping that weekend, but little did she know that they had a surprise lined up for her. Lately she had been getting on their nerves whenever they went out because she would usually dress somewhat provocatively and just generally be a flirt and attract the most male attention out of the group of four girls that went. On top of this, she had been just generally bitchy lately and was coming across as pretentious toward them. So the other three girls, Rachel, Sharon, and Taylor, decided to try something that would make her embarrass herself a little and maybe take her down a notch. Their plan involved their friend Doug, who was a senior chemistry student at the university. He had previously mentioned a drug he had synthesized in the lab that highly encouraged one's brain to act out on the slightest impulse and become extremely susceptible to suggestion, despite its better judgment. When they told him their plan, he immediately agreed to help out, mostly because he thought it was kind of hot. "We just want her to maybe act a little too slutty on the dance floor," Sharon told him, "grind on a lot of guys, maybe even accidentally let a nipple slip out of that ridiculous sidecut dress she wears out a lot. Just something to get some gossip going around campus for a little bit and bring her down a fucking peg. Also maybe make her be a little more modest and less attention-seeking in the future." Doug told them that he would have it ready by Friday night, when they were planning on going out. He could make it into a colorless powder and pretty easily slip it into her drink at the bar while she was distracted. It would take effect within minutes and definitely last long enough for her to make some mistakes. Doug started thinking about all the times he had wanted to see that tight body, and how this was somewhat like a dream come true for him. That night he said to work on it, but changed the chemical proportions a bit from normal, without informing any of the girls. After he had finished mixing everything and was waiting for it to settle, he got another idea. He called up a couple of his buddies: "Hey man, what are you doing this weekend?" Come Friday night, Devon headed home briefly after work to get dressed up for the night out. She straightened her long, dark hair and slipped her small (but rather busty) frame into the tight black dress she loved so much, the one with the open sides that revealed a considerable portion of her sideboob and just barely covered her ass. She wasn't able to wear a bra with it obviously, but she had never had a problem with her tits popping out of it, though they had come close and certainly could if anyone just slightly pulled it to the side. She wore her lacy black thong underneath, and black pumps on her feet to finish it off. She met up with the other girls outside of her apartment. They said that Doug and a friend of his, Richard, would be meeting them at their destination. The bar they chose was right in the heart of the campus party area, with open doors allowing the cool summer night breeze to blow in. It was pretty packed tonight. They found Doug and Richard sitting at a round table in a back corner of the main room. They sat down and ordered a round of drinks. The night wore on a little, with the girls going out and dancing a few times whenever a good song came on. Devon grinded up against a couple different guys a few times, and was drawing a little bit of attention from several guys who kept hoping her tits would pop out of her dress, or that it would ride up high enough to show her ass. Devon knew they were watching, but pretended not to notice, somewhat turned on by it. The slight buzz from the alcohol didn't hurt either. She went back to the table a few times to rest and catch her breath, every once in a while polishing off the rest of the drink she had left sitting at the table and ordering a new one. After the third drink, she went back out for another dance, really feeling this one. She danced as if she were a sex goddess, popping and rubbing her ass against multiple different dance partners. She suddenly noticed how genuinely horny she had become. Normally in a situation like this the sexual aspect was mostly for fun and highly secondary to just being out and having a good time, but now she felt it increasingly occupying more space in her mind. Her face heated up and she felt herself grinding hard against the guy behind her, arching forward enough to rub her pantied mound, doggystyle, up and down the length of this guy's obvious erection uptucked in his jeans. "What's gotten into me?" She wondered. "The alcohol must really be hitting me tonight." The guy she was grinding on smacked her ass, and she found that despite registering this as a rather forward thing for a perfect stranger to do to her, even in this setting, she didn't make the slightest effort to reproach him. She could feel a hot wetness sloshing around between her legs, barely contained by her panties. Suddenly the guy lifted his hands from her hips where they had been resting, and slipped them into either side of the cut in her dress, firmly grasping her tits within. Devon noticed herself think "What the fuck?!" but still she did nothing to stop him, and in fact ground all the harder into his crotch. Back at the table, Devon's friends all watched with smug looks on their faces. "It's working great, Doug," Rachel whispered to him. "She's totally acting like a slut out there. She practically fucking him through his jeans. And look how many people are watching her do it now!" It was true. While some other couples were still getting down to the music, at least half of the people on the dancefloor were just watching Devon now. It was exactly what the girls wanted, just enough shame to make Devon think twice about being so brazen in the future. Doug's friend Richard said "Looks, she's rubbed her pussy juice all over that dude's crotch! You can see the wet spot from here!" Several other people in the bar had obviously noticed too. Suddenly the guy Devon was dancing with pulled his hands out of her dress, only to then pull both sides of the fabric inward between her cleavage, revealing her free-swinging breasts to the room. With them in full view, he grabbed hold of them again as he grinded with her, kneading them hard, like dough, and rolling her nipples back and forth between his forefingers and thumbs. People started cheering, and a couple pulled out their phones to start videotaping. For the first time, Sharon started having doubts. Maybe this was going a little too far. She hadn't anticipated something crazy enough to happen that people would start videotaping. "Hey Doug," she said, "How much longer til it wears off?" "Not long," Doug lied. "Don't worry about it. It's not that strong - her brain will still be able to override her body's actions if something too crazy starts to happen. It's really only strong suggestion, but she can still resist it if she really wants to. It should only last a couple more minutes anyway." In truth, Doug had intentionally raised the dosage to where she would be completely susceptible to base desires and suggestion for a few hours at least. Within her head, she would still mostly be able to think rationally, she just wouldn't be able to override what her body was acting out and doing. On top of this, he had planted a few friends in the crowd to steer everything in the right direction, including the guy Devon had been dancing with this whole time. Back inside Devon's head, her mind was racing. She was beginning to panic. Why couldn't she stop herself from doing these things? She knew that she was making a complete slut of herself, and with all these people watching - some even videoing! Most of her psyche completely wanted this to stop, but a part of her still found it deeply erotic and satisfying, and it was this part of her mind that was winning out and calling the shots. Soon a second guy came up and started grinding up against the front of her. Without warning, he grabbed her face and started making out with her, hard, forcing his tongue down her throat and all, and she automatically reciprocated. More cheers went up, and she continued grinding her backside into the guy behind her, smearing her pussy juice which had soaked straight through her panties all over his jean crotch. Presently he let go of one of her tits and let the front guy grab hold of it. After a moment of this debauchery, the front guy suddenly reached up under her skirt and pulled her panties down to her ankles, which she found to her horror she lifted for him to remove it completely. While still making out with her, he tossed it behind his head and into the crowd. Some laughing frat dude caught it. "These are fucking slimed!" he called out. He sniffed them and passed them down the line of his friends. Devon was mortified. Here she was, commando under a short skirt, with her tits hanging out, and a whole host of frat dudes sniffing her completely soiled thong. Through an extraordinary force of will she managed to lift her face long enough to look around the room, making sure no one she knew was here witnessing this other than the friends she had come with. Her friends! What must they be thinking of this? Surely their opinion of her had completely changed. They were probably acting like they didn't know her, and she couldn't blame them. Meanwhile she was still grinding against the guy behind her while making out with the guy in front. Her pussy and ass threatened to pop out of the bottom of her skirt every time she shook it - in fact, one guy seemed to be taking advantage of this fact by standing next to her and aiming his camera phone upwards from below his waist level, almost certainly getting an explicit upskirt picture or video of her. The guy in front of her reached below and started toying with her pussy, his fingers sliding through the wetness seeping out of her. He quickly inserted a finger into her (almost effortlessly) and then withdrew it and raised it to her mouth, where she found herself sucking her own juices off of it with gusto. Another cheer went up, and then the crowd formed a circle right around her and her partners. All semblance of attention being invested elsewhere in the bar disappeared - everyone was now focused purely on this spectacle. A couple more guys had begun blatantly shooting upskirt videos - one even boldly slipped his own hand under her skirt and felt around. The atmosphere was quickly becoming wilder and wilder as people were spurred on by both the alcohol and the display that was being put on for them. The front guy briefly released his groping hands from her tits and then re-grabbed them around the base, squeezing them until they bulged like ripe melons. He and the other guy had been handling them somewhat roughly - they had a few red marks from their grasping fingers. He suddenly put her right nipple in his mouth and sucked, hard. When his mouth popped off of it, it was red and glistening. Devon heard herself give a moaning "yessss." As the crowd cheered anew, someone called out "Somebody get this slut another drink!" Presently someone brought her a shot, which she tilted her head back for and allowed them to pour straight into her mouth. "You liking all this attention?" the guy behind her suddenly leaned forward and asked. "How about we take it to the next level? You want to suck some cock?" Without answering she found herself dropping to her knees and undoing his zipper. Several cries of "oh shit!" and the like rang out around the room as more people pulled out their phones to record. She pulled his thick, swollen cock out and immediately placed it in her mouth and began working it. Her other dance partner did not take long to present his cock as well, and she alternated between the two, jacking the one off that she wasn't currently occupied with. Internally she was humiliated, but she could not bring herself to act differently than her lust dictated, and her lust was overpowering as she relished the thick, warm cocks of these two strangers, the salty taste of their sweat and the precum leaking from them. Her tits were still hanging out, and there was no shortage of guys who were willing to grab hold of one or the other, squeezing them and playing with her nipples as she completely disregarded them and sucked the two cocks in front of her with her full attention. At least a dozen different guys (and a girl or two) took turns playing with her tits and posing for hysterical pictures next to them. Someone pulled her dress up over her ass as she was squatting down sucking cock, revealing her nudity to the whole room, and she didn't pull it back down. In fact, she squatted further down and arched her back down and pushed her ass up so that people could see her pussy from behind as well. Several laughing frat guys got in close with their phones and videoed and took pictures of her exposed asshole and dripping cunt. The first guy gathered her hair up in a tight knot behind her head and used it to start forcing her face down further onto his cock, throat fucking her deeply in a rapid rhythm. Her throat made gargling noises every time the cock shoved to the back of it. With one final push, he held her face all the way down for a long pause, her nose smashed all the way against his belly, the cock completely filling her, distending her throat. While holding it there, he somehow managed to get a few last extra pumps of his pelvis in her, holding the back of her head with both hands and literally pushing his cock in as hard as he could, fucking her face as if it were an inanimate object. More guttural noises emerged from her, but were muffled as her mouth was sealed firmly around the base of his dick, her lower lip pressed against his ballsack. Devon felt as if she were going to suffocate or gag to death, but somehow this altered state caused her to still feel deeply aroused by being treated like a literal fucktoy. When he finally pulled her head free of his cock, she gave a giant gasping breath, tears and mascara running from her eyes and copious amounts of saliva and spittle streaming from her mouth down onto her dress and tits, all as flashes went off over and over from a bar full of cellphones documenting the spectacle. Devon had scarcely had time to recover her breath before the second guy grabbed her hair and took his turn with her face. As he plunged in over and over, more slobber drooled down from her mouth, completely coating her bare breasts. By now, three or so other intrepid guys in the crowd had taken their dicks out and started rubbing them, considering joining the ruckus. Suddenly a couple guys lifted her completely off the ground and laid her down face up on a low bar table, her head hanging off backwards over the edge. A new guy was the first to fuck her face in this position, walking up to the table and easily throat fucking her as deeply as he wanted. Soon he was pressured out of the way by another willing recruit, who took his hand and smeared some of the slobber running out of her mouth all over her upper face before taking the plunge into her mouth as well. Someone at the other end of the table lifted her dress up to above her belly button and then plunged face first into her sopping wet cunt, simultaneously full-tonguing it and rubbing his face all in it, coating it with her slime. All this to a continued wave of drunken cheers and derogatory calls, and a now six-strong rotation of throat fuckers. Devon's friends all continued watching this from their table. Sharon looked as if she was having a minor freak out, and began pleading the others to try to stop this spectacle. "They're completely raping and ravaging her now like animals! I didn't want it to go this far!" Doug simply shook his head. "No, the drug has definitely worn off by now," he lied. "I think she's just revealing her true self to us now. Sure, the drug gave her the initial push, but it wore off quite a while ago, giving her plenty of time to back out of this before it got to this point. I mean look at her, she's willingly jacking off two extra cocks as her face is getting crammed by a third. She's completely into it, they're not forcing her to do anything." Sharon considered this. He did have a point. "Besides," Doug continued, "If we suddenly try to stop this now, it would look totally suspicious and probably implicate us. I think we should just ride this out and watch Devon completely debase herself in front of half the city, since that's what she seems so intent on doing anyway. Man, I really had no idea she was such a slut. You guys were right about her." Doug seemed to be right. Maybe Devon had really been a complete whore all along, and was finally showing it off in spectacular fashion now that she had been given the first nudge. Sharon started to feel a sense of disgust toward Devon. She could see on Rachel and Taylor's faces that they seemed to be feeling the same way. Meanwhile, Devon was getting her throat fucked by what she thought was the ninth cock of the evening, but it was beginning to be difficult to tell who was new and who was a repeat customer. Similarly, she hadn't even tried to keep track of how many different people had tasted her cunt, or probed around in it with their fingers. She did notice though that some of the more tipsy girls in the crowd had even joined in on the muff diving, usually with complete encouragement from their male friends. It wasn't much longer until someone finally took the initiative to take it to the next level, and plunged his cock straight into her soaked pussy as she lay on the table. The other guys backed off for a minute to let the guy have his way. As the increasingly frantic crowd cheered him on, he slammed into her over and over, lifting both of her legs up over his left shoulder and fucking her at the edge of the table. As he plugged away at her, he pulled off both of her high-heeled pumps and, tossing them aside, rubbed his face over her bare feet. Rather abruptly he pulled out and shot his load straight up over her belly, a couple drops of it even shooting so far as to land on her face. She found herself eagerly wiping those drops of this stranger's cum into her mouth as she rubbed furiously on her clit with her other hand. Within moments some other overly eager cock slid into her pussy, this one ramming even faster and with more intensity than the last one. Clearly over-excited at this effortless opportunity to get free pussy, he popped in less than twenty seconds, only barely managing to get his cock out before he jizzed inside of her. As a third consecutive naked cock entered her, Devon saw that now there were at least twenty guys around the table with their cocks out, stroking them as they waited their turn. She felt this new cock, larger than the first two, stretching her to the point of a dull pain, but still that base part of her wanted more. She wanted to have her brains fucked out, by anyone and everyone, and her moaned and shouted words told them all this. But still, the other half of her brain was beyond horrified at what was happening. Before tonight, she had only had sex with three men in her life, and now that number had just doubled within the last five minutes (not even counting all the cocks she had sucked tonight). The guy currently fucking her lifted her legs up in the air over his shoulders, and was on top of her ramming into her from the deepest angle possible, his large cock not only stretching her considerably but also ramming against her cervix. As countless drunken cheers and cries of "Fuck that whore!" and the like rang out, some people had even gone outside and started shouting up and down the busy sidewalk "Everyone come check this shit out in here! Chick fucking everybody!" Already the crowd had grown noticeably larger than it had been earlier. Devon's All-Access Public Ravishing Someone behind her suddenly reached across Devon and grabbed her skirt from the bottom and pulled it all the way off straight over her head, leaving her completely naked now. Someone had already run off with her shoes earlier, and now she vaguely saw her dress disappear out to the sidewalk, where some drunk idiot was celebratorily lighting it on fire and hailing everyone down the street to witness the obscene spectacle inside the bar. Although it didn't really make much of a difference at this point, Devon now felt more than ever at the complete mercy of the crowd, being unable now to even have the hope of making it back home without having to walk the eight blocks completely exposed. The guy fucking her put his hands behind her head and forced it forward so that she was staring right into his eyes as he wrecked her. Other hands were groping her tits, mashing them however they felt, occasionally pinching a nipple. Some frat guys started yelling "Fuck her good, Brian! Cum in her! Just fucking cum in her, dude!" Spurred on by his friends as well as the knowledge that this bitch would probably have no idea who the father was even if she did get pregnant, Brian increased his pace and then stayed all the way in as he felt his orgasm coming. With a dull roar he pushed himself all the way in as the first hot spurt released deep inside her. His cock pulsed with each fresh burst he shot out, the head of his dick still crammed against her cervix as he deposited in her. Devon couldn't believe this was happening, even after all this. She was not on birth control, and there was a decent chance that she was even ovulating right now. After releasing every last drop inside of her, the guy pulled out, dragging a trail of goop out along with his dick. Eager hands picked Devon up and forced her into a squatting position, then some girl held her hand under her pussy as it dripped Brian's cum out. After it was finished, the girl brought the puddle up to Devon's mouth, where she found herself licking the girl's fingers clean, swallowing this stranger's cum. The crowd took complete control of her then. She was lifted up, being pulled in several directions, until she eventually made it to the ground on her knees, but shortly thereafter she was pushed down to all fours. Several pairs of hands were groping her, some only for a moment, some lingering longer to squeeze her tits. Someone was spreading her asscheeks, holding them open for others to touch and poke at her puckered asshole. Another guy slid his dick into her pussy and fucked her from behind, while yet another simultaneously started having his way with her face. Someone pulled out a sharpie and shouted "everyone who fucks her - put a tally mark! No repeats!" She then felt him drawing three tallies on her back for the three who had already fucked her. The guy currently pounding away at her added a fourth. Soon there was a fifth mark, and a sixth. She was being fucked like a ragdoll, person after person picking her up and contorting her into whatever position they liked, fucking her how they wanted to. Hardly a moment passed where there was only one person on her - one in her mouth and one in her pussy was par for the course, not to mention the other people groping her tits or doing whatever else they wanted to her. Word must have spread - there were now other people here she knew! People who weren't here before. At least five guys she knew, some she was friends with, others she had rejected before, were standing around waiting their turn now. They must have heard that she had become a public whore, and were coming to finally get their way with her. Two guys who she despised, who had always been jerks to her and crudely tried to hook up with her to no avail, now came forward grinning broadly. In her head she was thinking, "No, not David and Pat! Anyone but them!" But they were now dropping their pants, picking her up. David lay down on the floor and Pat positioned Devon on top of him, and Devon felt David's cock slide easily into her pussy. "Oh yeah, baby!" he said, "You're finally getting this dick, aren't you?" She wanted to spit in his face, but she heard herself moaning and saying "I'm your whore, fuck me." He started pumping into her hard, grabbing her asscheeks for leverage. Suddenly she felt something pushing up against her asshole. With horror she realized that it was Pat trying to get his dick in it. He was having some difficulty, but when David temporarily pulled out of her pussy to make it easier for him, he started making progress. Her virgin asshole resisted at first, but covered as it was in sweat and pussy slime, it wasn't long before he had managed to get the tip in. She felt her sphincter clinching and unclinching as it tried to accommodate his cock. Her body's natural reaction was to tighten up to try to keep the cock out, but this only made it more painful. She forced her sphincter to stay loose, and then with one firm but steady push Pat was all the way in. It felt enormous in her. She had never been fucked in the ass before, and here she was sharing this moment with a large and ravenous crowd cheering it on. She gasped as he slowly gave it the first few pumps. Before she had had time to acclimate herself to the assfucking, David, who had almost been driven from her mind during this ordeal, suddenly squeezed his cock back into her pussy. She let out a long, loud moan. "Fuck yeah, bro," David told Pat, "her cunt feels ways tighter now with you in her ass." The crowd roared as they started double fucking her. She felt completely overwhelmed. She had never felt anywhere near this filled before. They fucked her in and out in patterns that sometimes alternated and sometimes synched up, buried in her up to their hilts, their cocks separated only by the thin, wet barrier of flesh that separated her vagina and her rectum. They fucked her silly for several minutes. Soon they were joined by a third guy who started facefucking her. She was now being filled in every hole simultaneously, watched by a crowd who also wanted a piece or just wanted to marvel in disgust. She internally recoiled when she thought of all the dozens and dozens of individual pictures and videos that had been taken up to this point and were continuing to be taken of her degradation. She knew that they would be spread on the Internet as well as from person to person rapidly, forever ruining her reputation, and probably her life. But still her body fucked like a champ. The three guys switched positions a few times. She could taste the bitterness of her own pussy concoction on David's cock when he switched to her mouth, and similarly was repulsed by the taste of her own inner asshole when Pat took his turn. They continued switching so many times that the taste eventually all just blurred into one. Pat finished first, busting his nut deep inside of her pussy that he was currently lodged in. No sooner had he pulled out than some other eager guy took his place. This parade of guys fucking her continued for some time. She was contorted every which way, to the convenience of whoever happened to be fucking her at the moment, and fucked in every position conceivable. So many people had heard about the event and had filed in that there was always a host of guys at any moment willing to abuse her. The demand for her was so high that almost at any given point all three of her holes were being filled. In addition, every other part of her body was being put to use by somebody. Her hands jerked off cocks, her tits were mauled and groped and sucked on, her toes were even sucked by some especially horny looking creeps. As long as they were willing to wait though, everyone who wanted to eventually got their turn fucking her in whatever hole they wanted. The tally marks continued to add up. As the night went on, Devon hazily recognized that the longer she was being fucked, and by the greater number of people, the less the newcomers bothered treating her like a person. They only became rougher and rougher, fucking her like she were a plastic sexdoll. They finished wherever they wanted, some inside her pussy or ass, some on her skin, in her hair. Many enjoyed holding her face down all the way to their balls as they unleashed deep into her distended throat. More than once, unable to breathe, she choked and sputtered as a guy blew his wad in her throat, sending their cum shooting out her nostrils, much to many people's amusement. Several guys who she knew or at least recognized had had their way with her. Some looked at her in disgust as they did so, as if she were worth being their cumdumpster but not worth ever being spoken to again. Guys that she knew but had never given the time of day to came and fucked her, usually in especially degrading ways. At one point she was brought to the front of the store and a few guys took turns fucking her doggystyle against the window looking out onto the sidewalk, her tits pressed into the glass. Hundreds more people who weren't even in the bar walked by and saw her, and probably half of them recorded the unbelievable incident on their phones or took pictures of it. In addition to the tally marks, people had begun writing terrible and degrading things all over her body with the sharpies. "Whore," "public cumdumpster," and the like were written on her tits, her face, her legs, her ass. Someone wrote "cum" on her left labia, and "hole" on her right. Even Sharon, her good friend, came forward to write something. With someone else holding Devon's knees open wide, Sharon wrote Devon's first name in large letters on the inside of her thigh, to the left of her pussy, and her last name on the right side of her pussy. Then she looked at Devon in disgust and said "Just so everyone knows who to avoid in the future." Now her full name would be present in all these pictures that would surely be uploaded to the Internet. Before Devon could even try to respond to her yet another guy laid between her legs and started using her cunt to get off. The spectacle continued for some time, at least another hour. The drug had peaked about 30 minutes prior, at which time Devon's overwhelming, uncontrollable horniness surprised even the rabid crowd. As she rode some guy's dick, grinding down on it over and over, she began projectile squirting, soaking the ground and several people behind her. She reached out for the people around her, suddenly needing more cock like she had never needed it before. She took two in her mouth simultaneously while jerking off another two in her hands, and was still getting fucked in the pussy by the other guy. But now she could feel the effects beginning to wane. She was still nearly powerless to make her body do anything other than continue fucking, but she did notice some element of control returning. It made little difference though, as she was so controlled by the momentum of the crowd that no hope of escaping anytime soon seemed possible. She was exhausted. She could barely continue. At this point she could hardly support herself and just lay in whatever position she was contorted into as the ever replenishing supply of dicks continued to fuck her. By now her body was covered from head to toe in filthy, profane comments and words people had left on her in sharpie, and her body was slick with sweat and cum from the men who had chosen to bust on her skin. During a lull in the fucking, when pretty much everyone present who wanted to take a turn had already taken it, and Devon had probably 50 or more tally marks on her back, and she was lying exhausted on the ground awaiting her next dick, a guy came forward and easily inserted two fingers, and then a third into her. "A little loose now, eh, girl?" he mocked her. "Countless dicks will have that effect eventually. Let's see what else you can do. Someone hold her knees open for me." A couple girls helped him out, keeping Devon's knees spread as far apart as possible. The guy slid his pinky into her as well, clustering his four fingers together in order to fit them all in. He slowly eased his hand in further, up to the second set of knuckles. Devon moaned in a mixture of pain and lust. Was this really going to happen? What wouldn't these people do? Her pussy lips continued to separate for him, very slowly. Her vagina felt like it was going to rip open - he was in her to the widest part of his hand. Finally he tucked his thumb in as well and her pussy sucked in his entire fist, clamping hard around his wrist. He pumped in and out hard, his fist filling her like she had never been filled before. With his left hand he grabbed her face and forced her to make eye contact with him as he fucked her with his whole hand. He would pull it most of the way out, and then push it all the way back in, over and over, rotating it inside of her. Eventually someone handed the guy an empty vodka bottle, and the crowd cheered again. Devon look at it in horror. At the base it was probably five inches across. He pulled his fist out, creating a great sucking, slurping noise. Before her pussy had contracted from the vacancy of his fist, he began inserting the bottle into her, base end first. At first he only managed to get one edge of it in, but with considerable coercion he managed to work the other rim of her gaping vagina over the other side of the bottle. The pain was unimaginable. This was significantly worse than the fist - it was larger, and it didn't give way at all, and it didn't taper off to wrist size. She was amazed her pussy didn't split down the middle. The crowd started going nuts, not believing what they were seeing. "Let's see how much you can really take!" the guy shouted. He gripped the bottle by the neck and slowly inserted it further into her. The bottle was clear and without a label, leaving a perfect view of the pink, wrinkled interior walls of her pussy slowly separating for the bottle as it pushed further into her. Finally, once over half of the entire bottle was inside of her, the end of it bumped up against her cervix, pushing the pink, moist ring flat against the base of the bottle. Someone shined the flash from their phone into the neck end of the bottle, perfectly illuminating the whole interior of her gaping cunt, putting it on display for the whole crowd. Somehow, after everything that had happened, this was the worst thing. Her greatest intimacy was being explicitly displayed for the public, and for people she knew, documented by the snapping of countless cellphone pictures. She just knew the pictures were being uploaded to every form of social media, doubtless with her name (which was still written on her thighs just in case anyone didn't know who she was) tagged. Devon nearly passed out from the humiliation, it was more than her mind could take. Her face was flushed red with shame, her mouth gaping open in a mixture of pain and horror that still nonetheless came across as extremely slutty. Despite everything, the drug still had enough of a hold on her that she seemingly proudly kept her legs spread as wide as possible, feet in the air and ass raised slightly for best viewing angle. She was kept in this state for a good 15 minutes, but it felt like a lifetime. Everyone wanted to take a good look. Occasionally someone would grab the bottle by the neck and pump it in and out a bit. She knew that this was literally ruining her pussy. Eventually the bottle was removed by some horny guy and the fucking resumed. More people began using her ass or mouth, stating laughingly that her pussy was way too loose now to be any good. Two guys dp'ed her again, but this time both managed to squeeze into her pussy at once, rather than one in her pussy and one in her ass. As if this wasn't enough, the top guy also shoved his thumb all the way into her asshole. The fucking continued for over another hour, but over time the crowd started slowly fading away. Most of the people fucking her now were just desperate, solitary men who felt like they would never get laid any other way - most of the partying types had finally grown bored and moved off. It was very late now, closer to morning than the previous evening. By now the drug had worn off, but Devon was too completely exhausted to stand up or try to fight anyone off, so she just continued taking each successive dick that came her way, silently and limply accepting their cum wherever they chose to shoot it. Some still came in her absolutely trashed cunt, but most were now choosing to pull out and jerk off onto her body somewhere. By the time the bartender finally shut down the bar and the last guy finished, her body was completely covered and slick with cum. The last guy shot his gobs of jism onto the already present thick mask of cum that nearly concealed her face. Doug was the last person to leave the bar. Her other friends had already left some time ago in disgust. He walked over to Devon where she lay on the ground, recovering. "I had no idea you were like this," he told her. He pulled out his phone and pulled up the page he had been visiting. It was a Google search of her full name. There were already dozens of videos and pictures being posted on various websites, some with already thousands of hits. He showed it to her. "I guess everyone on campus will certainly know who you are from now on, at least." He pulled out his dick and jerk off onto her face, finishing in seconds, built up from watching everything that had happened that night, all because of him. He left, leaving her there. The bartender eventually put on a pair of dish gloves and picked her up and put her outside on the sidewalk so he could shut the bar down. After a couple hours, and dozens of bemused passersby looking at her and taking her picture, she managed to stand up and slowly walked the long walk back to her apartment.