Dawn finally runs into the hobo that cursed her to spend every night sucking homeless dick, and he offers her a way out… for a price.
It has been a rough few months for Dawn, who had been cursed by a magical hobo to suck homeless dick every night after she pissed him off.
She’d sucked thousands of cocks since that night, constantly hungry for the cum of vagrants. It had taken a huge toll on her life, transforming her from a straight A student to a strung-out looking junkie recluse. Her addiction? Cum sucked straight from the balls of filthy hobos!
After what had happened in the alleyway a few weeks into the nightmare, Dawn also learned that any time she got within a few feet of a homeless person, she would shamelessly start begging them to let her suck their dicks and guzzle their cum – but unlike when she was ‘volunteering’ at the community centre’s soup kitchen, hobos she encountered in the wild usually weren’t just satisfied with letting Dawn only suck them off. Since being gangfucked by Donkey’s crew, she was really cautious about approaching anyone that looked homeless, and mostly tried to keep away from people. But at least once or twice a week that plan would fail, and she’d wind up bouncing up and down on some nasty unclean cock like a cheap hooker,
Dawn thought about trying to ask others for help – the school maybe, or her dad. But she knew any time she tried to talk about what she was going through, the hobo’s magic would kick in and someone would stuff her mouth full of dick to shut her up. And she didn’t want to be sucking off the faculty or god forbid her own father if she could avoid it. She still figured that finding the magic hobo was her only way out of this – but when searching for him usually led to getting fucked silly by dirty homeless men, it was a dangerous game. Luckily so far, she didn’t seem to have picked up any diseases, but it was a constant worry. She had also started taking birth control; she didn’t want to be a teenage mom, by some random horny drifter.
Little did Dawn know, she would see the magic hobo soon enough.
“You did a great job tonight Dawn,” said Big Sal, who ran the soup kitchen for the homeless at the community centre. He had his dick in her mouth and was slowly pumping it in and out of her swollen lips. He liked to chat to her as if it was the most normal thing in the world, while he fucked her face. It was honestly surreal – Dawn wasn’t even sure if he was even aware of what he was doing.
“Mmph, thnkth thir,” Dawn replied with a mouth full of dick. (“Oh, thanks sir.”)
“All the guys here love you, you know,” Big Sal said, reaching down with one hand to pinch Dawn’s nose shut as he started pushing his cock to the back of her throat. “Best volunteer we ever had, that’s what they say!”
Dawn gagged and spluttered, her face turning red as Big Sal choked her with his cock. He continued to chat away as if they were just two colleagues talking shop.
“Anyway, one of the guys wanted to have a word with you before you clock out for tonight,” Big Sal said, his balls twitching as he sent a thick load of cum straight down Dawn’s gullet, where it mingled with the thirty other loads she’d already swallowed that night. He moaned contentedly, then pulled his softening cock out of Dawn’s mouth and absent-mindedly wiped it clean on her hair as she coughed and spluttered and tried to catch her breath. “Make sure you have a word with him, I think it’s important.”
And with that, Big Sal tucked his cock back into his pants, and walked off whistling back to the kitchen to clean up before closing shop for the night.
Dawn got to her feet carefully; she always had to move a little delicately with so many cumloads sloshing around in her stomach, as it was easy to get nauseous. Once she had thrown up, spewing buckets of cum all over the floor, and had spent the next half an hour sucking it all back down again thanks to the curse. It needed to stay down. She wondered who Big Sal was talking about, but as she walked back into the canteen, she saw him, and she knew.
It was him. The magic hobo. The freaky creep that had done this to her.
He grinned that horrible toothless grin at her, his eyes lighting up as he beckoned her over.
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Dawn had thought for months how she would handle the confrontation. Righteous anger, or diplomatic reasoning, or helpless pleading, she’d run through every scenario in her head.
It didn’t go like anything she imagined. Least of all because the magic hobo immediately told her to suck his dick, and she couldn’t really talk with her mouth full.
“Nnggh, you’ve gotten really good at this Dawn, I’m impressed,” said the magic hobo. “Such a good, pretty little cocksucker!”
He lounged back in his chair, enjoying the sensation of Dawn’s tongue dancing over his cockhead as she noisily sucked and slurped the days-old smegma off it. The taste, the smell and the texture of it (and why was it so fucking CHEWY! Ugh!) kept triggering her gag reflex, and she had to lock in and focus not to throw up a bellyfull of homeless jizz all over him. She was terrified of that, who knows what he’d do her as punishment!
“This must have been a tricky few months for you, huh missy? You’re probably thinking, is this my life now? Am I just a cum dumpster for homeless men?”
Dawn looked at him with wide, pleading eyes as she worked her lips up and down his filthy cock. He looked down at her and laughed. She had been such a beautiful girl when he first met her. She was still very pretty, except now she had a bit of a wild look about her now, it was mostly in her eyes. He supposed any girl that had sucked off thousands of homeless dicks in just a few months would look a little fucked up.
“Well, I guess we can talk about an early release from your punishment for good behaviour…”
Dawn would have frozen in shock if she’d had any choice in the matter, but the hobo’s weird magic had her lips glued to his shaft, fucking her own face up and down on it slowly, almost lovingly. Hope surged in her chest at his words. Maybe he really would release her from this nightmare.
“But I want you to do me a favour first, before we talk,” he said, sliding his cock out of her greedy mouth and shifting in his chair. “You have to prove to me that you’re serious about wanting a change, Dawn…”
Dawn looked at him in confusion as he placed both feet on the table above her head, spreading his legs. Instead of being eye-level with his nasty cock, she was now staring at his hairy, sweaty asshole.
“I won’t make you do it, Dawn,” the magic hobo said softly. “No fancy tricks here. You have to do it of your own free will. Go on, get smooching, but only if you really want to…”
He wanted her to… kiss his ass? Is that seriously what he was asking? Dawn couldn’t believe it.
Once again, the magic hobo seemed to answer the thoughts in her head: “Yes, kiss my ass Dawn. Lock your pretty, puffy, pouty lips around my rotten asshole and give it a nice big wet smooch!”
Dawn looked like she’d been slapped. Her mouth hung open, slack with shock, drool slick and shiny on her chin from sucking his cock.
But he said he might let her go, if only she did this…
The nausea rose up inside her again as she caught a whiff of his ass. She had put up with a lot of rancid smells over the last few months, but this was a whole new level of disgusting. It smelled, well, like ass. An ass that hadn’t heard of baths or showers or probably even toilet paper. It was a small, puckered brown thing. Thick wirey hairs stuck out from it at all angles. As she stared at in horror, his butthole seemed to twitch, as if winking at her.
Steeling her nerves and trying to breathe as little as possible, she licked her lips and leant in, pressing her soft teenage lips agaist the old homeless man’s asshole, giving it a nice, long wet kiss, just like he’d asked.
“That’s it,” the magic hobo cooed as he felt her warm, wet lips press against his filthy asshole. He gyrated in his chair, rubbing his asshole all over her mouth and face. And just like the first time he’d met her, he started getting nastier the hornier he got – and it seemed Dawn’s lips locked on his asshole was proving to be a real turn-on. “Yessss… kiss my asshole Dawn! I want you to make out with it like it’s your boyfriend. My asshole is your boyfriend now Dawn, and you’re having a nice, hot make-out session with him!”
He was pumping his cock now, and his fat old ass cheeks were wobbling around in Dawn’s face as she struggled to pepper his butthole with kisses. The taste was foul, far worse than any cock she’d tasted. It was slick from his sweat, and after just a few seconds of kissing he had wiped his entire ass up and down her face, leaving a rank and sweaty sheen on her skin.
“Love is in the air, Dawn”, he laughed. “Why don’t you tell your boyfriend how much you love him? Get right in there and confess your feelings!”
Dawn gulped, feeling ridiculous, her cheeks blushing crimson red. “I… I love you,” she said, her lips just barely touching the hobo’s ass. “I love you so much, you’re so, um, sexy and I want to be with you!”
Even after everything, Dawn couldn’t believe this. She felt stupid and absurd, whispering sweet nothings into this man’s evil-smelling butthole like it was some cute boy she was madly in love with.
“Hahaha jesus,” the hobo wheezed. “You are a trainwreck. Now, you fucking teenage slut, I want you to French kiss your new boyfriend… you whores all want to go to first base right away, so get that tongue in there bitch, and tongue-fuck my asshole!”
Dawn let out a sob as she pushed her tongue out and started to lick up and down his ass, swiping up in long strokes, her nose bumping into his fat balls. Her stomach lurched and her head spun, the musk of his ass invading her nostrils and making her light-headed. The hobo was moaning and pumping his cock as he wiggled his ass around in the chair.
“You two lovebirds are a match made in heaven,” he chuckled. “But I said French kiss, you teasing cunt. Get your fucking tongue inside my ass right now you dirty slut! You want to impress your new boyfriend don’t you?! You don’t want him to tell all his friends you’re an ass teaser!”
Dawn had never had a boyfriend. She might even be the most sexually experienced girl on the planet who had never once even kissed a boy. And now here she was, sharing her first kiss with this twisted homeless man’s asshole as he mocked her, jerking his cock furiously. Tears welled up in her eyes as she intimately pushed her tongue into the puckered ring of his anus and deep into his ass. It clamped tight around her invading tongue and the texture was rubbery and grainy, and the taste… well, the taste was like shit. The homeless man’s entire body shook with pleasure, and he started to cum as Dawn explored his nasty shithole with her innocent tongue. He pointed his cock forwards and blasted rope after rope of hot, sticky jizz in arcs over her head. Dawn felt the slimy goo splatter down on her ass and her back. She’d be scraping that off and eating it shortly, she knew, once she was finished making out with her ‘boyfriend’.
“Ohhhh fuckkk,” the homeless man sighed, a look of absolute ecstacy on his face. “Nothing like a good asslicking from a hot slut, eh Dawn? How does it taste? Don’t tell me, I can tell by the look in your eyes that you love it. Maybe we’ll add this to your routine, huh? You can have lots of ‘shitty boyfriends’ with all the other homeless guys around here, ahahaha!”
He bent one of his legs and put a muddy bare foot on her forehead, pushing Dawn’s still-wiggling tongue out of his asshole. Asshairs clung to her glossy lips. They were in her mouth too. But she wasn’t able to get rid of them yet – her make-out session finished, Dawn immediately started on the difficult task of reaching behind her to scoop up all his jizz so she could eat it. The taste in her mouth was something beyond foul. She knew even if she brushed her teeth a hundred times, she would not be able to get the taste of this man’s filthy ass out of her mouth. She was impressed that she hadn’t puked.
As she lapped his scooped-up cum off her fingers, she finally had the chance to speak up.
“Please sir,” she said. “You said you’d let me go if I… kissed your ass… and I’ve done it. Please, let me go. I’m sorry for what I said to you, please, let me go!”
The magic hobo looked at her, a worryingly mischievous smile on his face.
“Yeah, you did a great job kissing my ass Dawn… you’re a real brown-noser! In fact, your nose even looks a little brown now!” He laughed until he wheezed again, while Dawn dutifully swallowed the last of his spunk. Then she set about trying to pick his asshairs off her tongue, but they clung to it stubbornly, driving her mad.
“Well, I did promise you an early release for good behaviour, I suppose. But it’s not so easy. There are a few strings attached, sweetie…”
Dawn looked at him, a feeling of desperation welling up in her. Where was he going with this? He was supposed to free her!
The homeless man slowly pulled up his tattered pants and tucked his spent cock away. He reached down and played with Dawn’s tits idly as he explained the new laws of the land to her.
“This is a powerful spell, it cannot be broken so easily. But there are ways, if you’re truly committed…”
“Tell me!” Dawn squeaked as he pinched one of her nipples hard, staring at her tits instead of looking her in the eyes.
“You have to lean into it Dawn,” the magic hobo said simply. He was much calmer now that he’d cum; his whole attitude had changed. He took on an officious air, as if he was some sort of lawyer giving legal counsel to a troubled teen. “The spell only works because you naturally resist it.”
“I… I don’t understand.”
“You have to want to suck homeless dick!”
He slapped her tits around a little and watched them jiggle, before continuing.
“You have to want to fuck the homeless, you see. You have to become the most enthusiastic, eager little fuckbunny for vagrant cock, in order to break the spell. That performance you just gave, telling my stinking asshole you loved it? That was Oscar-worthy Dawn, I really believed it. Honest to god. You’re a great actress. But now you have to convince every other homeless man that you are besotted with him, that pleasuring his cock is the most important thing in the world to you, that fulfilling his deepest and darkest fantasy is a dream come true for you. If you do all that, Dawn, the spell will lose all of its power over you, and it will break.”
Dawn looked at the homeless man incredulously.
“You’ll be free,” he said simply. “You’re a nice cunt at heart Dawn, you don’t deserve this fate. So I’m giving you this advice, this one chance to escape your nightmare.”
“How long?” Dawn asked.
“How long what?” said the hobo, almost teasingly.
“How long do I have to pretend to be a happy hobo pleasure toy?” Dawn snapped, then caught herself. “Sorry, please, I’m grateful for the help,” she added.
The hobo chortled. “I don’t know. It could be a month, it could be a year. You’ll just have to keep fucking and sucking homeless dick like a hot little trooper until the spell breaks. But you mustn’t falter, not even once. If the hobo you’re pleasuring isn’t absolutely convinced you’re having the time of your life, you’ll be right back to square one!”
Dawn looked hopeless. There was no way she could pretend to fuck these nasty hobos and genuinely perform as if she loved every second of it!
“I know it sounds impossible, Dawn. I can help you, though. If you truly are determined to beat this. I can lend you a few tricks, with my powers, to help you on your way. Would you like that Dawn?”
“…Yes,” Dawn said cautiously.
“They come with a price, of course, as all things do.”
Dawn sighed. Of course they did.
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Several prices, it turned out.
The magic hobo said he’d give Dawn several little ‘tricks’, as he called the powers he was willing to lend her, to succeed in her mission. Each trick had a cost she would have to pay in order to keep the magic flowing. He laid it all out for her while Big Sal worked around them, whistling to himself as he mopped up, apparently completely oblivious to their weird conversation.
The first trick he gave Dawn was the power to see into the heart of the homeless man whose world she was about to rock and understand his deepest desires, so she could do her best to fulfill them. “It’s a bit like reading minds. It’s easy, really, when you know how,” said the magic hobo, tapping his forehead. “You’ll still be a cute little cum vampire, but now you’ll be a cute PSYCHIC little cum vampire!”
Dawn hadn’t found the joke particularly funny, but she laughed half-heartedly anyway, feeling obliged. The hobo grinned devilishly at her reaction.
In return, Dawn would drop out of school. That was the cost. As long as she played truant to focus on fucking homeless men all day instead of learning, as well as long into the night at the community centre, she would be able to see any vagrant’s darkest fantasies. Dawn hated the idea of both the power and the cost; she didn’t want to know what was in the hearts and minds of these men, and she didn’t want to fuck up her studies even more than she already had. But she didn’t have a choice, the magic hobo had explained. If she wanted to do this, she needed to let their filthiest thoughts pour unfiltered into her innocent mind.
The second trick he gave Dawn was enhanced senses. If she enjoyed being fucked savagely in the pussy or ass, it would help her to convince the homeless man fucking her that she loved it! So he increased the pleasure sensitivity in her pussy and asshole, and even promised that she’d be turned on by oral sex. Her body would push orgasmic pleasure on her when a cock penetrated any of her slutty, needy holes.
In return, she’d have enhanced sense. That was the cost.
“Wait,” said Dawn. “The power is also the cost?”
The magic hobo put on a good display of looking apologetic. “From now on Dawn, you’ll also have enhanced taste and smell. You’ll be like a super taster and a super smeller on steroids. I’m sorry, you’ve got to take the good with the bad here.”
Dawn realised what this meant. The horrid smells of homeless men and their body odour and their filthy unwashed genitals would be magnified. And so would the taste of their cum on her tongue, too. Dawn looked horrified.
The last trick was one that played on one of Dawn’s greatest worries. The magic hobo offered her resistance to serious diseases. “Just the major ones,” he admitted. She wouldn’t get AIDS, nothing that would kill her. It wouldn’t be very useful if she was too sick to fuck, would it? The spell might not believe she was committed.
The cost for this one was severe. Dawn would give up the need for and ability to sleep. She would never again feel sleepy, or be able to escape reality into the blissful oblivion of slumber – and that would mean she could pack even more hobo dick into her various holes in a given 24-hour period. Every waking moment would revolve around taking dick!
“I want you to spend every minute you can pursuing and taking homeless dick in all of your holes, Dawn,” said the magic hobo. “The spell has to think you’re so madly in love with your new life that you live and breathe homeless dick. You’ll skip school so you can make new friends under a bridge, or down some smelly alleyway, or wherever, getting fucked and sucking dick. You’ll spend all night sucking cock at the community centre – that part stays unchanged, at least until you break the spell. And once you clock out, you’ll roam the streets hunting for even more homeless dick!”
Dawn looked like she might cry, but the hobo continued.
“Your life will be one endless fuck session! You’ll have cum pumped into every hole! You’ll eat nasty hobo swamp ass, just like you did tonight! You’ll drink piss, like a human urinal!”
He was starting to get horny again, Dawn could tell by his ranting. Hell, she could see the bulge forming in his pants. This was going to get disgusting.
“You will be a single-minded fuckdoll that exists only to pleasure fat, smelly hobo dicks! You’ll get fucked into the dirt, right where you belong. You’ll take endless dick in cheap tents and abandoned buildings. Crack addicts will pound your cunt like fucking jackhammers! Drunks will piss up your ass after fucking it for hours! You’ll play the happy perfect slut and convince them you love every second of it!”
He whipped out his cock, pushing his chair back and shoving the table aside, looming over her, grabbing at her big tits and twisting her nipples aggressively, making her wince.
“If a homeless man fantasizes about having you suck and fuck his flea-bitten dog, well guess what, you’ll be a good little bitch and take dog dick in your mouth and cunt as well! Woof woof Dawn, ahahaha!”
Dawn cried out as he smacked her tits, and then started slapping her around with his now fully erect cock.
“You’ll become the most fucked up slut in the entire world, Dawn – just for a while, just to prove that the spell doesnt need to hold you! It’s your only hope!”
Dawn’s life was about to get even more interesting it seemed.
“Now suck my stinking cock you stupid fucking whore and convince me it’s the greatest moment of your worthless life!”
Dawn opened her mouth once more, and accepted her fate. She tried to look happy.
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Phew, if you made it this far, thanks for reading!
Feel free to leave any suggestions for what ‘mini episodes’ you might like to see for Dawn! I might continue this series, it has been fun to write.
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