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Marriage in the BNWO
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They appeared to be the perfect couple. The brazen lawyer Barbara and her timid patrician husband Dean. However, they were anything but. During the beginning of their engagement Barbara visited the infamous website ZB.org out of curiosity due to its mention in conservative media.
However, the contents... Propaganda, indoctrination speeches, and even testimonial videos of white girls swearing off the white race before being blacked. The interest led to her making an account and watching in secret... Her with her legs spread in her office rubbing at her clit as she watched a white wife announce she left her white husband and aborted their white baby so she could dedicate her life to serving the African god-race.
Instinctively, Barbara could feel the truth in the site's dark message. It wasn't racism, but evolution the superiority of the black race. Sex between her and her white fiancé declined more each day... Soon there was no chance she could get off without the thought of a black man inside of her.
In disgust she made him wear a condom on his little white penis before denying him all sex three months before the wedding. His only relief...? Her conversion of him to the cause.
The white male was so easily manipulated... The night before the wedding she stroked his little penis, cooing to him as he watched one of the indoctrination videos. This was common the last six months before the wedding... Whispering in his ear how he'd never have her again once she went black... She would ensure their white bloodlines would be gone forever... As an inferior male it saturated his mind, his small penis hardening at the thought.
Their beautiful white wedding went off without a hitch. As a regular on the ZB.org forums she began sending selfies to black men. Conservative shots are first... Soon they turned into her fucking herself with a black toy - her head included in the shot.
Her choice for her wedding night...? A toned black stud from the forums - Avon. They were booked into a resort hotel run by the cult and brought to their lavish suite. All over the complex white women were on the arms of black men as white husbands and boyfriends followed from behind meekly.
That evening he stood there completely bare... Her husband's lithe body bare as she stood in front of their hotel room's lavish mirror.
He had finished helping her put on her solid white lingerie as they prepped for the consummation of their marriage by Avon. "...A...Are you sure you want to do this, Barbara?" Dean asked, his eyes down casting.
“I do” Barbara swallowed hard and looked at herself in the mirror. Pulling on the ends of her stockings, setting them in place gently.
Barbara couldn’t remember the last time she looked so sexy, it was definitely worth being picky about her lingerie. She had spent more time picking it than her bridal gown, after all, the lingerie was for the true ‘marriage’. The wedding itself was just foreplay, formalities designed to whetten the appetite. With Barbara’s mind on consummation on the night rather than the wedding itself.
Now the big moment had come, preparing for it for months. This was what she wanted though, ever since she first came across the site Zb.org. Still though, there were butterflies in Barbara’s stomach, not from second thoughts, rather the anticipation of intensity of the night's festivities.
Perusing the black studs a month prior to her big night, they were all so big and intimidating. Hulking muscular bodies and shockingly hung. Barbara was just a petite blonde lady, plump and toned. All she could do was picture herself next to Avon mentally, biting her lip at the difference - and the possibilities for sex.
Noticing her husband's downward gaze, Barbara turned for a moment, and raised his chin delicately. “Honey…” Barbara spoke sternly, her ice blue eyes trained on her husband.
“I hope you will play your part darling, this is important, not just for me, but for you as well. This is our special night, please don’t ruin it for me!” Barbara finished with a bit of tenderness, stroking her husband’s cheek.
“Please don’t crack when Avon gets here. I’m sure he's going to be incredibly intimidating in person, but I don’t want you forgetting your vows. OK honey?” Barbara smiled, stepping away to slip into the final piece of her garment, a pair of exquisite 6 inch white heels.
Barbara and Dean had written their own vows, not to be performed at the altar, but rather tonight. Pledging herself to white extinction and her new black studs,
Avon bearing witness and consummating their vows by claiming her pussy. Tonight was just as much about ceremony as it was about sex.
"Y...Yes, love." He replied even quieter this time. His eyes stared at her, the picture of her in his mind on this night riding a black god-cock... The very real truth soon she'd be swelling with a black baby. The knowledge his genetic line was over and he would be part of facilitating something beautiful...
That was when the knock came to the door. It was four minutes earlier than expect.
The knock startled Barbara, this was it. She couldn’t answer the door, not in her current attire, in case it might have been someone else. Tucking herself into a corner out of sight for a moment till it was ascertained who exactly was at the door.
Dean's eyes went wide as he meekly went to the door to open it... What he saw had him in awe. There handsome Avon was.
The moment he stepped into their bridal suite, Barbara recognized him - almost anyway. Avon was a taller than she expected, she had seen pictures of him, though it was quite different meeting him in the flesh, knowing her flesh would be pressed up against his soon enough.
Dean was not nearly as tall as the towering ebony god... The top of his head at the man's shoulder. He was well dressed, a sly smirk on his dark lips. "H...Hello." Dean said, swallowing hard as he moved aside.
Dean was ignored, the handsome black male entering the room and approaching Barbara. They had spoken on the phone, exchanged heated text messages, but this was their first true meeting.
"Hello, Barbara... It has been a long time coming, hasn't it...? I see you're dressed for the part..."
“Mmm… It has!” Barbara replied. A beaming smile forming long her red lips, moving to embrace him.
Barbara hoped Avon would like the lingerie, tradition was strict. Whilst Avon had helped her arrange their marriage, the details of her lingerie were off limits. It was improper for Barbara to spoil the image of herself in her bridal lingerie for him early. Much to her frustrations, she was sorely tempted on more than one occasion to send a teasing kinky selfie of her wearing it, during one of their many heated conversations.
Avon was not hesitating to wrap those toned arms around her chubby plump frame. His powerful dark hands stroked at her lower back as he stared down into her beautiful eyes with his dominant chocolate ones.
“I hope you like it! That it's exquisite enough for tonight’s festivities!”
Barbara grinned coyly, making no attempt to stop Avon from exploring her body with his large hands. That little squeeze against her ass made her gasp hotly, forcing her on her tip toes a little, spiking Barbara’s arousal and sending her heart beat thumping. He ignored her husband as one of the hands reached down and began to grope at her cute white ass through her silk lingerie.
"You look so beautiful for me... Shall I get ready for your exchange of vows with the beta...?" The man asked, referring to Dean as a lesser male.
“My beta and me are ready…” Barbara mouthed almost breathlessly. It seemed like she was going to be the one having trouble remembering her vows, the sexual intensity was starting to leave its mark on Kate.
Avon gave her cute white ass a playful slap before leaning down. Craning his neck and pulling her high onto the tips of her toes he kissed her softly, that soft tongue probing at her lips demanding entry.
As he kissed her hard and groped her Dean flushed... Jealousy and arousal all in one, his little white penis hardening. Breaking the kiss he sneered down at her before backing up to begin undressing. Her beta was trained in the ritual - taking each garment of Avon's clothing as he set them on the bed and neatly folding them.
Barbara watched with a smile as Dean helped Avon undress. She could barely contain herself as each article of clothing was removed and neatly stored, doing her best to hide her delight as his sculpted form was slowly revealed to her.
Barbara’s eyes widened as Avon’s 12” cock was finally pulled out. Once again, she knew how big he was, though again, things were a little different in person, when he was standing right in front of it.
His eyes remained on Barbara's as he removed everything...
The last article after his dress socks were his boxers.
Sliding them down he revealed that 12" throbbing black god-cock she had dreamed about. Already hard... Already pulsating with life.
She couldn’t take her eyes off it, tracing every inch with her pretty blue eyes, only her husband taking her hands, snapped her out of her gaze.
Her trembling husband offered her his hand as he was required and helped her onto the bed... Laid in on her back he knelt to the side. Pulling the white panty aside he revealed her pink sex...
His mouth watering as the weight shifted on the bed as Avon joined them. It was his place in the ceremony to put Avon inside of her...
It was time for the ceremony, and Barbara steadied herself, climbing onto the bed and laying onto her back, getting comfortable against the silk sheets while Dean uncovered her pussy to the cool air. Parting her legs gently, and pushing up her hips.
Barbara’s pink pussy almost matched the deep pink color of the cream in her chocolate, her husband placing the silver tray beside them, the two chocolates neatly placed in the middle.
One with pink cream filling from the top and his with blue. He would offer Barbara hers and she his... Barbara's contained a fertility drug and aphrodisiac.
His...? The sterilization cocktail. The moment he consumed it he would be rendered sterile and his little white penis would never harden again. They would exchange these as if they were exchanging rings.
"R...Ready, my love." Dean said. Kate's vows were to come first. Avon leaned forward over here, that thick domed head of his black god-cock against her thigh.
This was the big moment, Barbara glanced down Avon’s cock primed and ready, looking back up at him and locking her eyes onto his, embracing him around his neck.
“I surrender myself for black, to embrace and breed only with them. To be fertile for my black bull, and open my body to him, and his kind alone. Without question and without resistance, devoted only to black.” Her gaze then shifted to beta Dean.
“I…I…” He hesitated, struggling to find the words for a moment. “I… Surrender myself to black… To accept my place as a servant and remove myself from the gene pool for the betterment of the future. Without question and without resistance, devoted only to black.” The poor white male uttered.
“I’m so proud of you darling.” Barbara said softly, her attention was clearly somewhere else mostly.
She kept eyeing up her black alpha, his sculpted body looming over her, and that large, thick black cock - poised to take her.
Barbara felt like a virgin again, on the cusp of her first night of real sex. She had surrendered her virginity on her first night, a little piece of her taken. Now Barbara was giving the rest of herself to Avon, a beautiful snow-bunny ready to be inducted into the brotherhood. Her hands trailed up his strong arms, tracing the lines of his muscles, eyes glazed over in a lustful haze, trying to imagine the intensity of the sex before them.
Once Dean said his vows, Barbara reluctantly stop exploring her black bulls body, and reached for his chocolate, tucking it into his mouth quickly.
“Swallow darling.” Barbara said firmly. It was understandable that she didn’t draw out the action, after all, their marriage was more about Avon and herself now. There was a little gleeful smile as Barbara watched the drugs take effect, her husband’s already pitiful penis softening.
Dean's penis was also shrinking, and his testicles and scrotum moving back inside his groin.
Turning her attention to her alpha, Barbara embraced him once again, enjoying the show.
“It’s really useless now isn’t it honey?” Kate teased licking her lips before continuing.
“Now, cuck… It’s my turn…” Barbara eagerly added, opening wide accepting the chocolate offered to her.
Delicately, Barbara tucked it into her mouth and chewed on it for a moment, swallowing lightly. The drugs needed a short time to work, enough for a long kiss!
Pulling Avon closer, Barbara embraced him warmly and pressed her pretty red lips against his. Hotly kissing, Kate smacked and smooched her lips, enjoying the dirty kiss and twirling her tongue occasionally.
Avon kissed her as her meek husband watched. His tiny aching erection stood as the two embraced... Suddenly, a small burning sensation occurred inside of his member and balls. Deflating almost instantly, he fell flaccid as his member was rendered useless forever... His eyes began to wet, knowing there was never a chance of her touching it ever again.
As a man he was completely finished as he watched Barbara kiss Avon, a stranger she made merely sexted with, more lovingly than she ever did with him.
As they kissed her black god thrust those powerful dark hips forward, impaling her on the throbbing black member.
Stretching her, he had just 1/3 of the turgid jet black length inside of her before he would virgin territory Dean never could reach with his pathetic white penis.
"Aah..." He gasped into the kiss, pulling away as he stared down at her.
"Aah... Thank me for... Mmn... Snuffing out your white bloodline forever..." The evil man told her, staring down at her with his dominant chocolate eyes. "Heh... Now it is... Aaah...! Time to tell hubby your secret... That you aborted his white baby months ago..."
The wicked male said, his tip banging against her cervix. Suddenly, the tight little opening began to give way and his black cock pushed passed it! Just as his giant black balls, swollen with virile seed, rested against her their hips met. She had taken all of him... His tip kissing against the wall of her fertile womb.
Barbara lay there on the bed, her beauty about to be surrendered to ebony cock. There was a sharp little moan into their hungry kiss as the head of his cock pressed up against her tender pink pussy.
“Oh fuck!” Kate moaned, it was unreal. He wasn’t even a third in an it already felt better than Dean. Avon was so much thicker, feeling her tight pussy stretch out further as he pushed into her wet pussy.
“Thank you, darling.” Barbara panted softly, struggling to deal with the length and girth that was pushing ever deeper into her tightness. He was already past Dean, deep than he had gone inside her, kissing the head of her cervix tenderly a sensation she hadn’t felt before.
“Mmm… It's true...” Barbara smiled towards her husband, “I got rid of your baby. He’s going to be replacing it with his, and there's nothing you can do about it!” Barbara said firmly. “It’s beautiful isn’t it, honey? Your legacy ended to the sounds of hot sex?”
Her black lover sneered as Dean's eyes began to shed tears. He always dreamed of having a baby with her... She snuffed out any chance of that. Suddenly, he felt something in his chest snap... It was almost painful.
Staring, it was at that moment he truly knew he was worthless and beaten. Kate destroyed him, and the meek foolish man helped her do it... Somewhere inside of him he knew of his inferiority and let her destroy him.
Reaching down, he grasped his worthless flaccid member and began to stroke it, finding twisted pleasure in her confession.
Bucking those powerful hips, Avon grinned as he ruined any chance she'd ever go back to white. At that moment the euphoric effects of the chocolate she consumed filled her... A warming sensation against her sex... The silk of the sheets was more easily felt as her sensations were all magnified.
Stretching her, he placed the back of her ankles on his shoulders as he fucked her harder into the mattress. "Aah... Mmn... Black is better... Aah... Say it... Chant it... Black is better... Black is better..." He hissed, turning his head toward her hubby. "You too, faggot... Say it..." The alpha male growled.
Blinking through his tears, he stroked at that pathetic penis and took a deep breath. "Black... Black is better..."
Her husband’s humiliation only made her hotter. Barbara’s stretched little cunt accepted its new black god as she began to drool. Her eyes glazed over as she bucked up at him wildly, staring at him and chanting. “Black is better… Ooh fuck, black is so much better! Ah, end my white bloodline too! Black is better!” She hollered in pure euphoria.
Avon rammed down into her, burying the entire length of his turgid jet black tool inside of her. His large dark balls swollen with thick cum for the corrupted little white wife. Leaning up, the sadistic woman whispered sweetly into Avon’s ear. “Aah…! After… I’ve… Mmn… Taken everything from him and… Aaah… Destroyed him…” She told him, making her black lover grin impishly as sweat made his muscular black form glisten. Her words made her convulse with a gushing orgasm. Her first of many for the night.
Minutes passed as Dean stroked his ruined white penis… Forever removed from the gene pool as he stared. A small spurt of infertile cum drooled from the flaccid member as Avon was nearing release. Barbara was in a daze as each orgasm had racked her mind. The woman gripped her black lover’s shoulder as her wedding and engagement rings on her left hand shined in contrast to his dark flesh as yet another orgasm overtook her. It was happening… It was happening!
“I need a black baby… Oh, god, please… I need a black baby… Aaah!” Barbara begged.
Her ivory legs were spread wide as Avon’s massive black cock pummeled the wall of her fertile white womb. Avon shook violently as he approached orgasm, growling and bucking hard as he pounded her mercilessly into the bed. His solid muscles tensed as he arched his back, erupting inside of her with a howl of pleasure.
Shot after shot of African god-seed filled her womb and quickly overflowed it and her sex. The knowledge she was likely being bred made Barbara orgasm harder than she had ever thought possible. Her white legs wrapped rightly around him to pull him against her and hold him as her tight cunt milked his black god-cock of every drop of seed.
Deep inside of her little black swimmers invaded her…
So easily one found her fertile egg and impaled it, impregnating the devoted new white breeder. A new life had begun inside of her and soon she would swell with a new black god or goddess inside of her.
Months passed as they settled into the new arrangement. Dean returned worked day and night to support the pregnant Barbara a s she swelled with her black owner’s baby. Avon moved into their expensive home and took over as head of the house while Dean slept on the sofa.
After Dean endured the humiliation of his black ‘son’ Mobeet being born Barbara decided it was time to end him for good.
Avon had been working with the Zebra Coalition in working out new options for the useless white husbands. There had been some new advances in behavioral and physical modifications and it was time to introduce these to Dean.
Dean sat up in the bed. Being naked was not as embarrassing for him as he had spent the last year naked all the time at home. Besides, he was having the strangest day of his life and it was about to get stranger.
Dean's heart started to beat louder in his chest. He couldn't understand or comprehend was was going to happen to him.
Dean had watched the ecstasy Barbara was feeling as Avon fucked her cunt and ass...... and he needed something like that for himself.
Now the fantasy was going to happen. Just not on his terms....but on Avon's
Avon started to explain what was going to happen.. “We will keep you on a special diet and give you very high potency hormones. Your penis will shrink even further to almost nothing given the tiny starting point.
After a while, you will enjoy the sex. More than anything in the world! I know it's a lot to take in. I'll have your meal brought to you. You'll like the diet."
Barbara came in a few minutes later with a tray
containing a condensation covered glass filled with a straw colored liquid and a couple of ice cubes.
Dean didn't realize how thirsty he was. There was a bowl full of a thick creamy soup. To the side there was a medication cup.
Barbara told Dean to take them first. He didn't have the energy to complain or ask questions.
Avon explained that the hormones were almost a hundred times the strength of a birth control pill and there was also an Oxycontin which would help chill him out. What Avon didn't explain was that the Oxycontin dose would increase as time went on to the point where if Dean were to try anything, the oxys would suddenly stop and Dean would do anything to make them start again.
He was no longer a boy but a sissy girl with an owner. The drink was refreshing but had a musty masculine smell to it. It felt a little savory. The soup was somewhat sticky and had a sweet saltiness that Dean had never experienced before.
Barbara smiled as Dean ate. "good gurl Dean. This will be your special diet. It contains all the nutrients you need. Avon had it checked by the doctors and you can survive on it and nothing else. Eventually you'll crave the flavors more than anything. The diet is called the Male Penis Product diet or MPP diet. Once you have been on it for a week, your poops will start to be replaced by a clear anal mucus. You'll be on the MPP diet for the rest of your life. The semen takes on the flavors of whatever the men have been eating. You will taste their diets through their seed. Enjoy it....savor it."
Dean was not sure what Barbara meant. She did not understand what she was saying about semen and what did she mean by men's seed? Actually, Dean didn't care. It was food and it tasted good. Dean started to feel woozy and drifted into a hazy sleep. When he woke he felt different. His skin felt warm and tingly. He was still naked.
Dean didn't realize it but he had slept for 24 hours. He realized that she really wanted another set of pills and was thirsty again. To his astonishment, another tray with the same delicious meal was there and more pills. He took them with the glass of urine and ate the semen soup. Barbara didn't feel like explaining the details of the MPP diet
but the urine was freshly chilled from Avon's first urine of the day.
The semen was a mixture of the semen of the men from the Zebra Club that Dean would soon service.
from that days sperm collection.
The MPP diet was an innovative logistical solution to the problem of making sure white males had clean rectums and also helped lubricating their pleasure holes.
What the physicians realized was that the MPP diet also did was to change the make up of the male guts so that they no longer produced feces. The mucous was a perfect anal lubricant and eliminated the cost of enemas, douches and lube. Avon made sure every black man was tested monthly
so all the sex could be pure and natural bareback.
Dean continued to enjoy the diet of pills and MPPs over the next few weeks. He noticed he was growing prominent breasts and nipples.
A month passed and Dean had finished the first phase. His breasts were now B-cup sized with half-inch hard nipples. His penis had indeed shrunk. It was a mere half inch long and the testicles and scrotum non-existent
The next time Dean woke, he felt something odd. She looked in the mirror and realized he had been transformed into a stunning model. His face had beautiful make up on and his lips had a thick glossiness to them.
He also had rings pierced in his nipples and septum.
As a final touch, Dean noticed and felt that all the hair on his face and body had been removed, except for the now long-styled hair on his head.
Dean was nervous. He didn't have a clue about what to expect. Avon and Barbara were there, smiling broadly at their creation. Dean...or we should now call you...Deanna, after Barbara and you committed to the Zebra Club and the Black New World Order, it is our mission to transform useless white males into productive members of the BNWO. Accordingly you have been made more attractive to certain members of the Zebra Club who like to degrade further a former white male, by using him/her for their pleasure and enjoyment. Your coming out party will be an auction as to who among us will have that privilege to first fuck you. After that all members in attendance will be offered the option of fucking you then or in the future. Your virgin tight boi-ass/pussy/cunt will be in demand by black cocks of all sizes.... and you will come to crave them fucking you.... and you revel in the pleasure they give you. Welcome to you new life as a BNWO whore!”
Deanna was a virgin and she was going to be anally brutalized. For the rest of her life. And she was looking forward to it!
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Posted on : Dec 9, 2024
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