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Fantasy Humiliated Journey of an abuser from old to infant
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She then decided to take it to next level. She silently pinged Rani on WhatsApp to join her in the Hut. They both had plans to humiliate Raman further.
Leela pulled out her phone and sent a message to Rani, her voice husky with desire. "Rani, get your ass over here. We have a little surprise for you."
As if on cue, Rani slipped into the hut, her eyes widening at the sight before her. She was a tall, slender woman, her hair tied up in a messy bun, her eyes gleaming with curiosity and lust.
"What the fuck, Leela?" she exclaimed, her voice laced with surprise. "Is this some kind of fucking joke?"
Leela smirked, her eyes never leaving Raman's suckling mouth. "No joke, Rani.
Our little Raman here wants to be a baby, and I'm about to feed him," Leela purred, her hand still guiding Raman's head as he suckled at her breast.
Rani's eyebrows shot up, her eyes flicking between Leela and Raman. "Holy fuck, Leela. He's actually letting you do that?" she asked, her voice laced with disbelief and arousal.
Leela nodded, a slow, wicked smile spreading across her face. "Oh, yeah. And he's fucking loving it too."
Rani's eyes narrowed, a mischievous glint appearing in them.
"Well, well, isn't this a sight?" she murmured, her voice husky with desire. She sauntered over to them, her gaze locked onto Raman's suckling mouth. "Looks like our little Raman here has been a very good boy."
Leela chuckled, her hand still guiding Raman's head as he nursed at her breast. "He has, indeed," she agreed. "And now, he's going to be an even better boy for us."
Rani raised an eyebrow, her lips curling into a wicked smile.
Rani chuckled, "Raman, or I should say cutie?"
Raman was feeling embarrassment, humiliation at the same time. He thought somehow with Leela ho got adjusted and moreover it was Leela's request. But Leela said exactly opposite to Rani here. Leela said that Raman wanted to be a baby, and wanted to be breastfed.
Rani could not hide her mischievous smile. She said "You know, Leela, I've always wondered what it would be like to have a little one suckling at my tits."
She continued, "Though I don't produce milk like you do, but I want to know how it feels when a baby sucks from you"
Leela laughed, "That can be arranged, Rani." She turned to Raman, "Baby, Mama needs you to suck from aunty Rani?"
Raman hesitated, his cheeks flushing a deep shade of red. "But... I don't understand."
Leela chuckled, her hand still guiding Raman's head as he suckled. "It's simple, baby. Mama wants you to try aunty Rani's tits too. She doesn't produce milk, but she wants to feel your little mouth on her nipples."
Rani grinned, unbuttoning her blouse to reveal her own ample breasts. "Come on, cutie.
Be a good boy and show Aunty Rani some love," Leela cooed, her voice dripping with honeyed lust. She gently guided Raman's head away from her breast, his lips popping off with a soft smack. His eyes were glassy, his cheeks flushed, and his little cock twitched against his belly, a fresh leak of precum glistening at the tip.
Rani smirked, her eyes never leaving Raman's face as she shrugged off her blouse, revealing her full, round breasts. Her nipples were hard, begging for attention, and she cupped them with her hands, offering them up to Raman.
"Come on, baby," she cooed, her voice thick with desire. "Aunty Rani wants to feel your little mouth on her titties."
Raman, now fully under the spell of his fantasies and the women's control, crawled towards Rani, his tiny hands reaching up to grab her breasts.
Leela said to Rani, "No Rani, not like that. Imagine this as a real life situation. I am your neighbor, and you need to feed your baby in front of me. How you are going to do that?"
Rani pouted, pretending to be thoughtful. "Well, Leela, I guess I'll just have to pretend he's my baby. After all, he does look like one, doesn't he?"
Leela chuckled, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Exactly, Rani. Now, hold him on your lap, thrust your nipple inside his mouth and cover his head with your Sari, so that no one else can see your breast. Only your baby will have full access to the breasts"
Rani complied, positioning Raman on her lap. She then tucked him under her sari, his head pressed against her breast. She could feel his tiny, eager mouth latch onto her nipple, his little tongue swirling around it. She let out a low moan, her back arching slightly as pleasure coursed through her.
"Mmm, that's it, baby," she murmured, her voice thick with lust. "Suck on Aunty Rani's titty. Drink up, baby."
Rani said, "No Idea Leela"
Leela continued, "You just have to massage you baby's NUNNI, preferably using coconut oil"
Rani smiled, her hands moving to Raman's tiny cock, still glistening with precum. She wrapped her fingers around it, her touch gentle yet firm. "Like this, Leela?" she asked, her voice husky with desire.
Leela nodded, her eyes never leaving the scene before her. "Yes, Rani. Now massage his tiny balls too. Make sure he doesn't pee on you."
Rani chuckled, her fingers moving to Raman's tiny, hairless balls. She rolled them gently between her fingers, her touch sending shivers through Raman's body.
"Fuck, he's so tiny," Rani whispered, her voice a low, husky murmur.
Raman could feel the sensation building, his body coiling tight like a spring ready to snap. His little cock was throbbing, desperate for release, but Leela and Rani were in control, and they weren't about to give him what he wanted.
"Now, Leela, what should I do next?" Rani asked, her fingers still teasing Raman's cock and balls.
Leela smirked, her eyes gleaming with wicked intent.
Leela, "Keep massaging his cute little NUNNU. He shouldn't pee"
Rani, "But what if he does, Leela? What will I do then?"
Leela, "Well, you'll have to clean him up, won't you? Make sure he's dry and comfortable. A good mother takes care of her baby, after all."
Rani's eyes sparkled with a wicked idea. "But what if he shits himself, Leela? What then?"
Leela's face broke into a nasty grin. "Then you'll have to clean that too, won't you, Rani? Make sure he's spotless.
Clean his tiny asshole with your fingers, Rani. Make sure it's all clean and ready for Mama to take care of later."
Rani's eyes widened at the thought, but she nodded, her hands already moving to Raman's tiny asshole. She dipped a finger into the coconut oil, coating it before pressing it against his tight little hole. Raman gasped, his body tensing, but Rani cooed softly in his ear, "It's okay, baby. Aunty Rani's just making sure you're clean for Mama."
Leela watched, her breath hitching as Rani slid her finger inside Raman.
Raman's tiny body tensed, his little cock throbbing against his belly. Leela could see the pleasure and humiliation warring in his eyes, and it sent a shiver of lust down her spine.
"Fuck, look at him, Rani," Leela whispered, her voice thick with desire. "He's squirming like a little worm on your finger."
Rani chuckled, her eyes locked onto Raman's face. "He's so fucking tight, Leela. I can barely fit my finger in."
Leela said, "Leave it Rani. When he will poop, we will clean that"
Raman left the nipple with a pop sound and screamed at Leela, "What do you mean by that. Shall I wait for me to poop so that you guys will clean my asshole. What is this non-sense you guys are doing here"
Leela laughed, her eyes sparkling with a wicked gleam. “Why, baby, it’s simple. You want to be our little baby, don’t you? And babies shit themselves all the time. So, we’ll just clean you up, just like a good mommy and aunty would.”
Raman’s face flushed with embarrassment and frustration. “Fuck this shit, Leela! I’m not some fucking baby!”
Leela’s smile faded, replaced by a stern expression. “Watch your language, baby. All these while we have recorded your activities on camera secretly. If you resist or protest, we will circulate the videos across the village and nearby villages. Do you want that?"
Raman's eyes widened in shock and horror at the threat. He had been tricked, manipulated, and now blackmailed. The humiliation was overwhelming, but the fear of what Leela and Rani could do to him was even more potent.
"F-Fuck," he stammered, his body trembling. "Fine, I'll... I'll do it."
Leela's smile returned, her eyes gleaming with victory. "That's my good little baby," she cooed, her voice dripping with honeyed lust.
Leela asked Rani, "Rani, my bladder is full. I want to pee. I am going to the backside of house."
Rani said, "Even I have urgent urge to release. Lets go"
Leela said, "But we can't leave baby Raman here. He will be scared and he might cry. Lets take him there and make him sleep on the mud floor outside"
Rani said, "But Leela, do you want him to see us peeing?"
Leela laughed, "When mothers feel like releasing piss, they take their child along with them. They pee in front of them. There is no shame"
Leela picked up Raman, cradling him like a baby, his head resting on her shoulder. She carried him out of the hut, Rani following closely behind. The sun was beginning to set, casting long shadows across the ground. The air was filled with the scent of damp earth and the sweet smell of mango blossoms.
Leela laid Raman down on the cool, damp earth, his tiny body curled up like a sleeping infant. Rani knelt beside him, her hand stroking his hair. "Good boy," she murmured, her voice filled with affection and lust.
Leela smiled, her eyes gleaming with wicked intent.
"Now, it's time for us to take care of our bladders, baby," she cooed.
Then they both hiked their saree, squatted down, exposing their mildly hairy pussy.
Raman could see their pussies, and suddenly a forceful pee flow cam from both of them. He listened as the sound of their piss hitting the ground filled the air. They were looking at each other, smirking and occasionally looking at Raman.
Leela, "Raman, what are you watching? Don't you feel ashamed watching mumma and aunty pee?" she asked, a wicked glint in her eye.
Raman blushed, looking away. "I-I'm sorry, Leela. I didn't mean to... I just..."
Leela chuckled, a low, sultry sound that sent shivers down Raman's spine. "Don't be sorry, baby. It's only natural to be curious. And we're all just human, aren't we? We all have needs, desires."
Leela and Rani stand up adjusting their sarees, they pick Raman and went inside the Hut.
Leela, "Raman, I must tell you, from now on you are going to stay here. You will be always naked and behave like a 6 month old baby. Don't be shy on peeing and pooping, we will clean. Me and Rani are going to stay with you here in this hut"
Raman shivered at the thought of what was to come. He was now completely at the mercy of these women. He was their plaything, their little baby. He had no choice but to submit to their every whim.
The days blended into one another. Raman was kept naked, his body shaved smooth and bare. Leela and Rani took turns feeding him, their huge breasts spilling over as they pressed him to their bodies, his tiny mouth suckling at their nipples. They cooed and crooned to him, their voices thick with lust and affection.
The hut is a place where Shanti, Leela and Rani often meet and spend their time as they are best friends since child hood, and moreover Leela's family owned the Hut which now ultimately owned by Leela. Shanti entered the Hut by opening the wooden door, and immediately got a shock looking at the scene.
She saw both Rani and Leela are sleeping while they wore simple saree. Both of their top exposed, all 2 breasts of both the ladies were out.
A Naked child/ boy was sleeping in between both the ladies while both the ladies facing the child/boy.
And the Child/boy was was sucking Leela breasts while playing with Rani's Nipple.
Shanti’s mouth fell open, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief at the sight before her. She quickly closed the door behind her, her heart pounding in her chest as she took in the scene.
NOTE: "All characters are over the age of 18."
NOTE: "All characters are over the age of 18."
She then decided to take it to next level. She silently pinged Rani on WhatsApp to join her in the Hut. They both had plans to humiliate Raman further.
Leela pulled out her phone and sent a message to Rani, her voice husky with desire. "Rani, get your ass over here. We have a little surprise for you."
As if on cue, Rani slipped into the hut, her eyes widening at the sight before her. She was a tall, slender woman, her hair tied up in a messy bun, her eyes gleaming with curiosity and lust.
"What the fuck, Leela?" she exclaimed, her voice laced with surprise. "Is this some kind of fucking joke?"
Leela smirked, her eyes never leaving Raman's suckling mouth. "No joke, Rani.
Our little Raman here wants to be a baby, and I'm about to feed him," Leela purred, her hand still guiding Raman's head as he suckled at her breast.
Rani's eyebrows shot up, her eyes flicking between Leela and Raman. "Holy fuck, Leela. He's actually letting you do that?" she asked, her voice laced with disbelief and arousal.
Leela nodded, a slow, wicked smile spreading across her face. "Oh, yeah. And he's fucking loving it too."
Rani's eyes narrowed, a mischievous glint appearing in them.
"Well, well, isn't this a sight?" she murmured, her voice husky with desire. She sauntered over to them, her gaze locked onto Raman's suckling mouth. "Looks like our little Raman here has been a very good boy."
Leela chuckled, her hand still guiding Raman's head as he nursed at her breast. "He has, indeed," she agreed. "And now, he's going to be an even better boy for us."
Rani raised an eyebrow, her lips curling into a wicked smile.
Rani chuckled, "Raman, or I should say cutie?"
Raman was feeling embarrassment, humiliation at the same time. He thought somehow with Leela ho got adjusted and moreover it was Leela's request. But Leela said exactly opposite to Rani here. Leela said that Raman wanted to be a baby, and wanted to be breastfed.
Rani could not hide her mischievous smile. She said "You know, Leela, I've always wondered what it would be like to have a little one suckling at my tits."
She continued, "Though I don't produce milk like you do, but I want to know how it feels when a baby sucks from you"
Leela laughed, "That can be arranged, Rani." She turned to Raman, "Baby, Mama needs you to suck from aunty Rani?"
Raman hesitated, his cheeks flushing a deep shade of red. "But... I don't understand."
Leela chuckled, her hand still guiding Raman's head as he suckled. "It's simple, baby. Mama wants you to try aunty Rani's tits too. She doesn't produce milk, but she wants to feel your little mouth on her nipples."
Rani grinned, unbuttoning her blouse to reveal her own ample breasts. "Come on, cutie.
Be a good boy and show Aunty Rani some love," Leela cooed, her voice dripping with honeyed lust. She gently guided Raman's head away from her breast, his lips popping off with a soft smack. His eyes were glassy, his cheeks flushed, and his little cock twitched against his belly, a fresh leak of precum glistening at the tip.
Rani smirked, her eyes never leaving Raman's face as she shrugged off her blouse, revealing her full, round breasts. Her nipples were hard, begging for attention, and she cupped them with her hands, offering them up to Raman.
"Come on, baby," she cooed, her voice thick with desire. "Aunty Rani wants to feel your little mouth on her titties."
Raman, now fully under the spell of his fantasies and the women's control, crawled towards Rani, his tiny hands reaching up to grab her breasts.
Leela said to Rani, "No Rani, not like that. Imagine this as a real life situation. I am your neighbor, and you need to feed your baby in front of me. How you are going to do that?"
Rani pouted, pretending to be thoughtful. "Well, Leela, I guess I'll just have to pretend he's my baby. After all, he does look like one, doesn't he?"
Leela chuckled, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Exactly, Rani. Now, hold him on your lap, thrust your nipple inside his mouth and cover his head with your Sari, so that no one else can see your breast. Only your baby will have full access to the breasts"
Rani complied, positioning Raman on her lap. She then tucked him under her sari, his head pressed against her breast. She could feel his tiny, eager mouth latch onto her nipple, his little tongue swirling around it. She let out a low moan, her back arching slightly as pleasure coursed through her.
"Mmm, that's it, baby," she murmured, her voice thick with lust. "Suck on Aunty Rani's titty. Drink up, baby."
Rani said, "No Idea Leela"
Leela continued, "You just have to massage you baby's NUNNI, preferably using coconut oil"
Rani smiled, her hands moving to Raman's tiny cock, still glistening with precum. She wrapped her fingers around it, her touch gentle yet firm. "Like this, Leela?" she asked, her voice husky with desire.
Leela nodded, her eyes never leaving the scene before her. "Yes, Rani. Now massage his tiny balls too. Make sure he doesn't pee on you."
Rani chuckled, her fingers moving to Raman's tiny, hairless balls. She rolled them gently between her fingers, her touch sending shivers through Raman's body.
"Fuck, he's so tiny," Rani whispered, her voice a low, husky murmur.
Raman could feel the sensation building, his body coiling tight like a spring ready to snap. His little cock was throbbing, desperate for release, but Leela and Rani were in control, and they weren't about to give him what he wanted.
"Now, Leela, what should I do next?" Rani asked, her fingers still teasing Raman's cock and balls.
Leela smirked, her eyes gleaming with wicked intent.
Leela, "Keep massaging his cute little NUNNU. He shouldn't pee"
Rani, "But what if he does, Leela? What will I do then?"
Leela, "Well, you'll have to clean him up, won't you? Make sure he's dry and comfortable. A good mother takes care of her baby, after all."
Rani's eyes sparkled with a wicked idea. "But what if he shits himself, Leela? What then?"
Leela's face broke into a nasty grin. "Then you'll have to clean that too, won't you, Rani? Make sure he's spotless.
Clean his tiny asshole with your fingers, Rani. Make sure it's all clean and ready for Mama to take care of later."
Rani's eyes widened at the thought, but she nodded, her hands already moving to Raman's tiny asshole. She dipped a finger into the coconut oil, coating it before pressing it against his tight little hole. Raman gasped, his body tensing, but Rani cooed softly in his ear, "It's okay, baby. Aunty Rani's just making sure you're clean for Mama."
Leela watched, her breath hitching as Rani slid her finger inside Raman.
Raman's tiny body tensed, his little cock throbbing against his belly. Leela could see the pleasure and humiliation warring in his eyes, and it sent a shiver of lust down her spine.
"Fuck, look at him, Rani," Leela whispered, her voice thick with desire. "He's squirming like a little worm on your finger."
Rani chuckled, her eyes locked onto Raman's face. "He's so fucking tight, Leela. I can barely fit my finger in."
Leela said, "Leave it Rani. When he will poop, we will clean that"
Raman left the nipple with a pop sound and screamed at Leela, "What do you mean by that. Shall I wait for me to poop so that you guys will clean my asshole. What is this non-sense you guys are doing here"
Leela laughed, her eyes sparkling with a wicked gleam. “Why, baby, it’s simple. You want to be our little baby, don’t you? And babies shit themselves all the time. So, we’ll just clean you up, just like a good mommy and aunty would.”
Raman’s face flushed with embarrassment and frustration. “Fuck this shit, Leela! I’m not some fucking baby!”
Leela’s smile faded, replaced by a stern expression. “Watch your language, baby. All these while we have recorded your activities on camera secretly. If you resist or protest, we will circulate the videos across the village and nearby villages. Do you want that?"
Raman's eyes widened in shock and horror at the threat. He had been tricked, manipulated, and now blackmailed. The humiliation was overwhelming, but the fear of what Leela and Rani could do to him was even more potent.
"F-Fuck," he stammered, his body trembling. "Fine, I'll... I'll do it."
Leela's smile returned, her eyes gleaming with victory. "That's my good little baby," she cooed, her voice dripping with honeyed lust.
Leela asked Rani, "Rani, my bladder is full. I want to pee. I am going to the backside of house."
Rani said, "Even I have urgent urge to release. Lets go"
Leela said, "But we can't leave baby Raman here. He will be scared and he might cry. Lets take him there and make him sleep on the mud floor outside"
Rani said, "But Leela, do you want him to see us peeing?"
Leela laughed, "When mothers feel like releasing piss, they take their child along with them. They pee in front of them. There is no shame"
Leela picked up Raman, cradling him like a baby, his head resting on her shoulder. She carried him out of the hut, Rani following closely behind. The sun was beginning to set, casting long shadows across the ground. The air was filled with the scent of damp earth and the sweet smell of mango blossoms.
Leela laid Raman down on the cool, damp earth, his tiny body curled up like a sleeping infant. Rani knelt beside him, her hand stroking his hair. "Good boy," she murmured, her voice filled with affection and lust.
Leela smiled, her eyes gleaming with wicked intent.
"Now, it's time for us to take care of our bladders, baby," she cooed.
Then they both hiked their saree, squatted down, exposing their mildly hairy pussy.
Raman could see their pussies, and suddenly a forceful pee flow cam from both of them. He listened as the sound of their piss hitting the ground filled the air. They were looking at each other, smirking and occasionally looking at Raman.
Leela, "Raman, what are you watching? Don't you feel ashamed watching mumma and aunty pee?" she asked, a wicked glint in her eye.
Raman blushed, looking away. "I-I'm sorry, Leela. I didn't mean to... I just..."
Leela chuckled, a low, sultry sound that sent shivers down Raman's spine. "Don't be sorry, baby. It's only natural to be curious. And we're all just human, aren't we? We all have needs, desires."
Leela and Rani stand up adjusting their sarees, they pick Raman and went inside the Hut.
Leela, "Raman, I must tell you, from now on you are going to stay here. You will be always naked and behave like a 6 month old baby. Don't be shy on peeing and pooping, we will clean. Me and Rani are going to stay with you here in this hut"
Raman shivered at the thought of what was to come. He was now completely at the mercy of these women. He was their plaything, their little baby. He had no choice but to submit to their every whim.
The days blended into one another. Raman was kept naked, his body shaved smooth and bare. Leela and Rani took turns feeding him, their huge breasts spilling over as they pressed him to their bodies, his tiny mouth suckling at their nipples. They cooed and crooned to him, their voices thick with lust and affection.
The hut is a place where Shanti, Leela and Rani often meet and spend their time as they are best friends since child hood, and moreover Leela's family owned the Hut which now ultimately owned by Leela. Shanti entered the Hut by opening the wooden door, and immediately got a shock looking at the scene.
She saw both Rani and Leela are sleeping while they wore simple saree. Both of their top exposed, all 2 breasts of both the ladies were out.
A Naked child/ boy was sleeping in between both the ladies while both the ladies facing the child/boy.
And the Child/boy was was sucking Leela breasts while playing with Rani's Nipple.
Shanti’s mouth fell open, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief at the sight before her. She quickly closed the door behind her, her heart pounding in her chest as she took in the scene.
NOTE: "All characters are over the age of 18."
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“What the fuck?” Shanti whispered, her voice barely audible.
She hadn’t expected to see something like this, not in a million years.
Leela and Rani slowly opened their eyes, their gazes locking onto Shanti.
Leela smiled, a slow, wicked smile that sent shivers down Shanti’s spine.
“Shanti,” she purred, her voice laced with lust.
“What do you think of our little baby here?” Leela asked, her hand guiding Raman's mouth as he suckled at her breast.
Shanti's eyes darted between the naked, chubby body of Raman and the exposed breasts of Leela and Rani. Her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal.
“I-I don’t know what to think, Leela,” she stammered.
“What the fuck is going on here?”
Shanti’s voice was a mix of shock and arousal, her eyes darting between the naked, chubby body of Raman and the exposed breasts of Leela and Rani. “Shanti, you’re always so proper, always so prim and proper. Isn’t it time you let loose a little?”
Rani chimed in, a wicked grin spreading across her face. “Yeah, Shanti. Sometimes it’s good to throw caution to the wind and just...
indulge in the moment,” Rani continued, her eyes locked onto Shanti’s.
Shanti’s breath hitched, her body trembling with a mix of shock, arousal, and uncertainty. She had never seen anything like this before, and yet, the sight of Leela and Rani’s breasts, and the tiny, naked body of Raman was stirring something deep within her.
Leela and Rani exchanged a glance, a silent communication passing between them. They had known Shanti since childhood, had grown up together, and they knew her secrets, her desires.
They could see the turmoil in her eyes, the conflict between her prim and proper upbringing and the raw, primal scene before her.
Leela's hand continued to guide Raman's head, his mouth now suckling at her breast, his tiny tongue swirling around her nipple. Rani, meanwhile, had her hand on her own breast, her fingers tweaking her hard nipple, her eyes locked onto Shanti.
"You want to join us, Shanti?" Leela asked, her voice a low purr.
"Shanti, baby Raman needs more milk which Mumma Leela or Aunty Rani cant fulfill."
Shanti's eyes widened, her heart pounding in her chest as she took in the scene. The sight of Leela and Rani's breasts, and the tiny, naked body of Raman was stirring something deep within her. She had never seen anything like this before, and yet, the raw, primal energy was undeniable.
"Fuck," she breathed, her voice trembling. "I... I don't know if I can..."
Leela chuckled, her hand guiding Raman's mouth as he suckled at her breast.
"Don't worry, Shanti. We'll help you. We'll show you what to do."
Shanti's breath hitched, her body trembling with a mix of shock, arousal, and uncertainty. She had never seen anything like this before, and yet, the sight of Leela and Rani's breasts, and the tiny, naked body of Raman was stirring something deep within her.
Leela's eyes met Rani's and they shared a knowing smile. It was time to involve Shanti in their little game.
"Come here, Shanti," Leela said, her voice a low purr.
She patted the cot beside her, her eyes never leaving Raman's suckling mouth as he continued to nurse at her breast.
Shanti hesitated for a moment, her body trembling with a mix of desire and fear. But the sight of Raman's tiny body, the sound of his suckling, and the raw, primal energy in the room was too much to resist.
Leela explained, "Just imagine this as my boy. Just imagine my boy is just 6 months old, and I let Rani breastfeed my boy. Won't you still not breastfeed my boy? You girls are my best friend and God Mother to my baby. So consider that Shanti "
Shanti hesitated, her cheeks flushed a deep red as she stared at the scene before her. The sight of Raman's tiny body, the sound of his suckling, and the raw, primal energy in the room was overwhelming. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps.
Leela's voice was a low purr, her eyes never leaving Raman's suckling mouth. "Come on, Shanti. Don't be shy. Baby Raman needs you."
Shanti's breath hitched, her mind a whirlwind of confusion and desire. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks, her body tingling with a mix of fear and arousal.
"F-Fuck, Leela. I can't..."
Leela said, "This baby needs your milk Shanti, Come feed your milk from your gigantic bosoms"
Shanti tried to keep her composure as she approached the cot. The sight of Raman, the tiny naked boy-man, suckling on Leela's breast like a hungry infant, was both shocking and arousing.
"Leela is right, Shanti," Rani cooed, her eyes locked onto Shanti's face. "Baby Raman needs you. Just imagine he's your own little one, your baby boy."
Shanti's breath hitched in her throat as she knelt beside the cot.
She could see the tiny, chubby body of Raman, his lips wrapped around Leela's breast, his little hands squeezing her flesh as he nursed. The sight was both shocking and incredibly arousing, and she could feel the heat rising in her cheeks.
Raman looked up at her with wide, innocent eyes, and Shanti felt a strange mix of feelings. Disgust, arousal, and something else she couldn't quite put her finger on. She looked at Leela, who was watching her with a wicked grin.
"Come on, Shanti," Leela urged, her voice low and sultry. "Don't be shy."
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“What the fuck?” Shanti whispered, her voice barely audible.
She hadn’t expected to see something like this, not in a million years.
Leela and Rani slowly opened their eyes, their gazes locking onto Shanti.
Leela smiled, a slow, wicked smile that sent shivers down Shanti’s spine.
“Shanti,” she purred, her voice laced with lust.
“What do you think of our little baby here?” Leela asked, her hand guiding Raman's mouth as he suckled at her breast.
Shanti's eyes darted between the naked, chubby body of Raman and the exposed breasts of Leela and Rani. Her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal.
“I-I don’t know what to think, Leela,” she stammered.
“What the fuck is going on here?”
Shanti’s voice was a mix of shock and arousal, her eyes darting between the naked, chubby body of Raman and the exposed breasts of Leela and Rani. “Shanti, you’re always so proper, always so prim and proper. Isn’t it time you let loose a little?”
Rani chimed in, a wicked grin spreading across her face. “Yeah, Shanti. Sometimes it’s good to throw caution to the wind and just...
indulge in the moment,” Rani continued, her eyes locked onto Shanti’s.
Shanti’s breath hitched, her body trembling with a mix of shock, arousal, and uncertainty. She had never seen anything like this before, and yet, the sight of Leela and Rani’s breasts, and the tiny, naked body of Raman was stirring something deep within her.
Leela and Rani exchanged a glance, a silent communication passing between them. They had known Shanti since childhood, had grown up together, and they knew her secrets, her desires.
They could see the turmoil in her eyes, the conflict between her prim and proper upbringing and the raw, primal scene before her.
Leela's hand continued to guide Raman's head, his mouth now suckling at her breast, his tiny tongue swirling around her nipple. Rani, meanwhile, had her hand on her own breast, her fingers tweaking her hard nipple, her eyes locked onto Shanti.
"You want to join us, Shanti?" Leela asked, her voice a low purr.
"Shanti, baby Raman needs more milk which Mumma Leela or Aunty Rani cant fulfill."
Shanti's eyes widened, her heart pounding in her chest as she took in the scene. The sight of Leela and Rani's breasts, and the tiny, naked body of Raman was stirring something deep within her. She had never seen anything like this before, and yet, the raw, primal energy was undeniable.
"Fuck," she breathed, her voice trembling. "I... I don't know if I can..."
Leela chuckled, her hand guiding Raman's mouth as he suckled at her breast.
"Don't worry, Shanti. We'll help you. We'll show you what to do."
Shanti's breath hitched, her body trembling with a mix of shock, arousal, and uncertainty. She had never seen anything like this before, and yet, the sight of Leela and Rani's breasts, and the tiny, naked body of Raman was stirring something deep within her.
Leela's eyes met Rani's and they shared a knowing smile. It was time to involve Shanti in their little game.
"Come here, Shanti," Leela said, her voice a low purr.
She patted the cot beside her, her eyes never leaving Raman's suckling mouth as he continued to nurse at her breast.
Shanti hesitated for a moment, her body trembling with a mix of desire and fear. But the sight of Raman's tiny body, the sound of his suckling, and the raw, primal energy in the room was too much to resist.
Leela explained, "Just imagine this as my boy. Just imagine my boy is just 6 months old, and I let Rani breastfeed my boy. Won't you still not breastfeed my boy? You girls are my best friend and God Mother to my baby. So consider that Shanti "
Shanti hesitated, her cheeks flushed a deep red as she stared at the scene before her. The sight of Raman's tiny body, the sound of his suckling, and the raw, primal energy in the room was overwhelming. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps.
Leela's voice was a low purr, her eyes never leaving Raman's suckling mouth. "Come on, Shanti. Don't be shy. Baby Raman needs you."
Shanti's breath hitched, her mind a whirlwind of confusion and desire. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks, her body tingling with a mix of fear and arousal.
"F-Fuck, Leela. I can't..."
Leela said, "This baby needs your milk Shanti, Come feed your milk from your gigantic bosoms"
Shanti tried to keep her composure as she approached the cot. The sight of Raman, the tiny naked boy-man, suckling on Leela's breast like a hungry infant, was both shocking and arousing.
"Leela is right, Shanti," Rani cooed, her eyes locked onto Shanti's face. "Baby Raman needs you. Just imagine he's your own little one, your baby boy."
Shanti's breath hitched in her throat as she knelt beside the cot.
She could see the tiny, chubby body of Raman, his lips wrapped around Leela's breast, his little hands squeezing her flesh as he nursed. The sight was both shocking and incredibly arousing, and she could feel the heat rising in her cheeks.
Raman looked up at her with wide, innocent eyes, and Shanti felt a strange mix of feelings. Disgust, arousal, and something else she couldn't quite put her finger on. She looked at Leela, who was watching her with a wicked grin.
"Come on, Shanti," Leela urged, her voice low and sultry. "Don't be shy."
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Shanti sat there, Leela lifted Baby Raman onto Shanti's Lap. Raman was frustrated but couldn't do anything as he was helpless. He was feeling the humiliation, but coudln't do anything.
Leela sternly said to Raman, "MMMM, Beta, Drink Shanti Aunty's DUDU"
Raman looked at Shanti helplessly as he was being forced to do this.
Shanti then pinched one of her nipples and pulled it, making it stand up. She then said to Raman, "Come on, Beta, You know what to do"
Leela said to Raman, "Raman, open your mouth.
Mama is going to help you."
Raman hesitantly opened his mouth, his eyes wide with confusion and fear.
Leela took Shanti's nipple and brought it to Raman's mouth, his little lips latching on instinctively.
Shanti gasped at the sensation, her body tensing as Raman began to suckle at her breast.
"Fuck, he's really sucking," she breathed, her voice filled with a mix of shock and arousal.
Rani laughed, a low, sultry sound that sent shivers down Shanti's spine. "Well, it's only natural, isn't it?
Sucking on a nipple is how a baby feeds," Rani said, her voice coated with a smirk. "I'm sure Shanti's milk is the sweetest."
Shanti's cheeks flushed deeper as she watched Raman suckle on her breast. She could feel the warm, wet suction of his mouth, and the sensation sent shivers down her spine.
"I-I don't know if I can do this," she stammered, her heart pounding in her chest. "It feels...strange."
Leela chuckled, "Just relax, Shanti. Let your body take over."
After a while Shanti got used to this. In a while Baby Raman fell asleep.
They kept him on the cot, and then started discussing among themselves.
Rani asked, "Leela, what next?"
Leela, "I have thought of many things. This bloody asshole has tortured many of our village girls and ladies. I will make sure he gets humiliated, frustrated, and feel helpless."
Rani said, "That sounds like fun. But what about us?"
Leela, "We will have a ball today. We will use this asshole for our pleasure and then humiliate him. The more he resists, the more we will enjoy"
Shanti said, "Guys, this is getting out of hand. We should stop this."
Leela, "Shanti, you are new to this. Don't worry, I'll guide you. Just watch and learn."
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Shanti sat there, Leela lifted Baby Raman onto Shanti's Lap. Raman was frustrated but couldn't do anything as he was helpless. He was feeling the humiliation, but coudln't do anything.
Leela sternly said to Raman, "MMMM, Beta, Drink Shanti Aunty's DUDU"
Raman looked at Shanti helplessly as he was being forced to do this.
Shanti then pinched one of her nipples and pulled it, making it stand up. She then said to Raman, "Come on, Beta, You know what to do"
Leela said to Raman, "Raman, open your mouth.
Mama is going to help you."
Raman hesitantly opened his mouth, his eyes wide with confusion and fear.
Leela took Shanti's nipple and brought it to Raman's mouth, his little lips latching on instinctively.
Shanti gasped at the sensation, her body tensing as Raman began to suckle at her breast.
"Fuck, he's really sucking," she breathed, her voice filled with a mix of shock and arousal.
Rani laughed, a low, sultry sound that sent shivers down Shanti's spine. "Well, it's only natural, isn't it?
Sucking on a nipple is how a baby feeds," Rani said, her voice coated with a smirk. "I'm sure Shanti's milk is the sweetest."
Shanti's cheeks flushed deeper as she watched Raman suckle on her breast. She could feel the warm, wet suction of his mouth, and the sensation sent shivers down her spine.
"I-I don't know if I can do this," she stammered, her heart pounding in her chest. "It feels...strange."
Leela chuckled, "Just relax, Shanti. Let your body take over."
After a while Shanti got used to this. In a while Baby Raman fell asleep.
They kept him on the cot, and then started discussing among themselves.
Rani asked, "Leela, what next?"
Leela, "I have thought of many things. This bloody asshole has tortured many of our village girls and ladies. I will make sure he gets humiliated, frustrated, and feel helpless."
Rani said, "That sounds like fun. But what about us?"
Leela, "We will have a ball today. We will use this asshole for our pleasure and then humiliate him. The more he resists, the more we will enjoy"
Shanti said, "Guys, this is getting out of hand. We should stop this."
Leela, "Shanti, you are new to this. Don't worry, I'll guide you. Just watch and learn."
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Raman's eyes fluttered open, his body tensing as Rani's fingers wrapped around his cock, still glistening from his earlier arousal.
"Fuck, he's still hard," Rani murmured, her voice thick with desire. She stroked him gently, her fingers teasing the sensitive skin, making him squirm. "Look at him, Shanti. Look how eager he is for us."
Shanti watched, her breath hitching in her throat as Rani continued to stroke Raman. His cock twitched in her hand, and he let out a low moan, his hips bucking slightly.
Leela held one of his hands, her other hand stroking his cheek, cooing softly into his ear. "That's it, baby. Be a good boy for Mama."
Shanti's eyes widened as she watched Rani's hand move faster, her grip tightening around Raman's cock. She could see the pre-cum leaking from the tip, coating Rani's fingers as she stroked him.
"Fuck, look at him drip, Shanti," Leela said, her voice a husky whisper.
"His little cock is so fucking hard."
Shanti's cheeks flushed, her breath coming in short gasps as she watched Rani's hand move up and down Raman's shaft. She could see the pre-cum glistening on his tip, could see the way his body tensed and his hips bucked with each stroke.
"I-I've never seen anything like this before," Shanti stammered, her voice barely audible.
Rani chuckled, a sound filled with lust and amusement. "Well, baby girl, you're about to see a lot more.
We're just getting started," Rani said, her voice dripping with sultry desire. She looked over at Leela, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "What do you say we give this little asshole a show he won't soon forget?"
Leela returned the grin, her eyes gleaming with malice and lust. "I think that's a fantastic idea, Rani. But first, let's make sure he's nice and hard for us."
Leela took over for Rani, wrapping her hand around Raman's cock and stroking him firmly. Raman moaned, his hips bucking against the touch.
He was powerless to stop the waves of pleasure that crashed over him, desperate for more. Leela's grip was firm, her strokes steady and relentless, driving him closer to the edge.
"That's it, baby," Leela cooed, her voice husky with lust. "Let Mama make you feel good."
Rani moved to stand behind Shanti, her hands sliding up Shanti's body to cup her breasts. She squeezed them, her fingers teasing Shanti's hard nipples. Shanti gasped, her eyes locked onto Raman's straining body.
She could feel Rani's hands on her, squeezing her breasts, her fingers teasing her nipples. The sensation was overwhelming, and she let out a low moan, her body arching into Rani's touch.
Leela continued to stroke Raman, her hand moving faster, her grip tightening around his cock. Shanti could see the pre-cum leaking from his tip, coating Leela's hand as she stroked him towards the edge.
"Fuck, look at him," Leela panted, her voice thick with lust.
"He's about to explode."
Rani nodded, her fingers still teasing Shanti's nipples. "Let's make him come, Leela. Make him come all over your hand."
Leela grinned, her eyes locked onto Raman's face. "You want that, baby? You want to come all over Mama's hand?"
Raman nodded, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Y-yes, Mama. Please."
Leela's grip tightened around his cock, her hand moving faster as she stroked him towards the edge.
Raman's body tensed, his hips bucking against her hand as he let out a low groan.
"Fuck, Mama, I'm gonna come," he gasped, his eyes locked onto Leela's.
Leela grinned, her eyes never leaving his. Come for Mama. Show me how much you want it."
Raman's body convulsed as his orgasm hit, his cock pulsing in Leela's hand as he came all over her, his body shaking with the force of his release.
Leela and Rani both watched, their eyes gleaming with excitement and lust.
Raman's body trembled as he came, his cock pulsing in Leela's hand, shooting ropes of thick, white cum all over her palm and hand.
"Fuck, look at that load," Rani whispered, her voice thick with desire. "He's been saving that up for us, hasn't he?"
Leela smiled, her eyes locked onto Raman's face. "Yeah, and it's all ours now, isn't it, baby?"
Raman nodded, his breath coming in short gasps as he stared at the mess he'd made on Leela's hand.
His cock was still twitching, sensitive and raw from the intense release.
Leela smiled, her voice a low purr. "Good boy. You gave Mama a nice, big present." She brought her hand up to her face, her eyes never leaving Raman's as she licked a thick rope of cum off her palm. "Mmm, just as I expected. Sweet and salty, just like my little boy."
Shanti stared in shock, her body trembling with a mix of disgust and arousal. She had never seen anything like this before, and yet, the raw, primal scene was strangely exciting.
Shanti's breath came in short gasps, her heart pounding in her chest as she watched Leela lick the cum from her hand.
Rani, seeing the shock and arousal on Shanti's face, chuckled. "You like that, don't you, sweetheart? You like seeing Leela taste our little fucktoy's cum."
Shanti couldn't deny it. Her body was on fire, her pussy throbbing with need. She had never felt this way before, this mixture of shame and desire.
Leela licked her lips, her eyes never leaving Raman's.
"You like that, don't you, baby? You like seeing Mama taste your cum."
Raman nodded, his chest heaving with ragged breaths. He couldn't believe how turned on he was, how much he wanted more.
Leela squeezed his cock, her hand still slick with his cum. "You want more, don't you, baby? You want to feel more pleasure?"
Raman moaned, his hips bucking as Leela continued to stroke him. "Yes, Mama.
Leela looked over at Rani, a wicked grin spreading across her face.
"You want to feel that cock inside you, don't you, Shanti? That hard, throbbing cock that's begging for release."
Shanti's breath hitched, her body trembling with a mix of shock and arousal. She had never thought she would be aroused by such words, by such a scene. But here she was, her pussy throbbing with need, her body aching to be touched.
Rani nodded, her eyes locked onto Shanti's face. "Yeah, baby girl. You want to feel that cock between your legs, don't you?
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Raman's eyes fluttered open, his body tensing as Rani's fingers wrapped around his cock, still glistening from his earlier arousal.
"Fuck, he's still hard," Rani murmured, her voice thick with desire. She stroked him gently, her fingers teasing the sensitive skin, making him squirm. "Look at him, Shanti. Look how eager he is for us."
Shanti watched, her breath hitching in her throat as Rani continued to stroke Raman. His cock twitched in her hand, and he let out a low moan, his hips bucking slightly.
Leela held one of his hands, her other hand stroking his cheek, cooing softly into his ear. "That's it, baby. Be a good boy for Mama."
Shanti's eyes widened as she watched Rani's hand move faster, her grip tightening around Raman's cock. She could see the pre-cum leaking from the tip, coating Rani's fingers as she stroked him.
"Fuck, look at him drip, Shanti," Leela said, her voice a husky whisper.
"His little cock is so fucking hard."
Shanti's cheeks flushed, her breath coming in short gasps as she watched Rani's hand move up and down Raman's shaft. She could see the pre-cum glistening on his tip, could see the way his body tensed and his hips bucked with each stroke.
"I-I've never seen anything like this before," Shanti stammered, her voice barely audible.
Rani chuckled, a sound filled with lust and amusement. "Well, baby girl, you're about to see a lot more.
We're just getting started," Rani said, her voice dripping with sultry desire. She looked over at Leela, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "What do you say we give this little asshole a show he won't soon forget?"
Leela returned the grin, her eyes gleaming with malice and lust. "I think that's a fantastic idea, Rani. But first, let's make sure he's nice and hard for us."
Leela took over for Rani, wrapping her hand around Raman's cock and stroking him firmly. Raman moaned, his hips bucking against the touch.
He was powerless to stop the waves of pleasure that crashed over him, desperate for more. Leela's grip was firm, her strokes steady and relentless, driving him closer to the edge.
"That's it, baby," Leela cooed, her voice husky with lust. "Let Mama make you feel good."
Rani moved to stand behind Shanti, her hands sliding up Shanti's body to cup her breasts. She squeezed them, her fingers teasing Shanti's hard nipples. Shanti gasped, her eyes locked onto Raman's straining body.
She could feel Rani's hands on her, squeezing her breasts, her fingers teasing her nipples. The sensation was overwhelming, and she let out a low moan, her body arching into Rani's touch.
Leela continued to stroke Raman, her hand moving faster, her grip tightening around his cock. Shanti could see the pre-cum leaking from his tip, coating Leela's hand as she stroked him towards the edge.
"Fuck, look at him," Leela panted, her voice thick with lust.
"He's about to explode."
Rani nodded, her fingers still teasing Shanti's nipples. "Let's make him come, Leela. Make him come all over your hand."
Leela grinned, her eyes locked onto Raman's face. "You want that, baby? You want to come all over Mama's hand?"
Raman nodded, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Y-yes, Mama. Please."
Leela's grip tightened around his cock, her hand moving faster as she stroked him towards the edge.
Raman's body tensed, his hips bucking against her hand as he let out a low groan.
"Fuck, Mama, I'm gonna come," he gasped, his eyes locked onto Leela's.
Leela grinned, her eyes never leaving his. Come for Mama. Show me how much you want it."
Raman's body convulsed as his orgasm hit, his cock pulsing in Leela's hand as he came all over her, his body shaking with the force of his release.
Leela and Rani both watched, their eyes gleaming with excitement and lust.
Raman's body trembled as he came, his cock pulsing in Leela's hand, shooting ropes of thick, white cum all over her palm and hand.
"Fuck, look at that load," Rani whispered, her voice thick with desire. "He's been saving that up for us, hasn't he?"
Leela smiled, her eyes locked onto Raman's face. "Yeah, and it's all ours now, isn't it, baby?"
Raman nodded, his breath coming in short gasps as he stared at the mess he'd made on Leela's hand.
His cock was still twitching, sensitive and raw from the intense release.
Leela smiled, her voice a low purr. "Good boy. You gave Mama a nice, big present." She brought her hand up to her face, her eyes never leaving Raman's as she licked a thick rope of cum off her palm. "Mmm, just as I expected. Sweet and salty, just like my little boy."
Shanti stared in shock, her body trembling with a mix of disgust and arousal. She had never seen anything like this before, and yet, the raw, primal scene was strangely exciting.
Shanti's breath came in short gasps, her heart pounding in her chest as she watched Leela lick the cum from her hand.
Rani, seeing the shock and arousal on Shanti's face, chuckled. "You like that, don't you, sweetheart? You like seeing Leela taste our little fucktoy's cum."
Shanti couldn't deny it. Her body was on fire, her pussy throbbing with need. She had never felt this way before, this mixture of shame and desire.
Leela licked her lips, her eyes never leaving Raman's.
"You like that, don't you, baby? You like seeing Mama taste your cum."
Raman nodded, his chest heaving with ragged breaths. He couldn't believe how turned on he was, how much he wanted more.
Leela squeezed his cock, her hand still slick with his cum. "You want more, don't you, baby? You want to feel more pleasure?"
Raman moaned, his hips bucking as Leela continued to stroke him. "Yes, Mama.
Leela looked over at Rani, a wicked grin spreading across her face.
"You want to feel that cock inside you, don't you, Shanti? That hard, throbbing cock that's begging for release."
Shanti's breath hitched, her body trembling with a mix of shock and arousal. She had never thought she would be aroused by such words, by such a scene. But here she was, her pussy throbbing with need, her body aching to be touched.
Rani nodded, her eyes locked onto Shanti's face. "Yeah, baby girl. You want to feel that cock between your legs, don't you?
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