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cant stop thinking about being groped and molested.
I want people to just fondle my tits, no matter the context. You're my uber driver? lock the back doors so i have to sit in the front. That way you can reach over and squeeze my tits. It's literally just what is meant to be done with me. I still have to pay for the ride, duh. This is just your right.
You are my professor and we have a meeting? You should just idly play with my nipples while i ask my questions. It's barely sexual — i mean, it is, and I am dripping wet while you pinch and twist and grope, but to you, it's just your due. It's normal and if I make a fuss, I'm the one being silly.
Maybe its a busy bus trip and you're standing behind me. Just shove your hand down my top and get a good handful of me. Just squeeze and play with me as you will. Maybe someone makes a comment like, "You're a lucky man, my girl would never let me play with her tits in public!" and you reply, "Huh? Oh i dont know this slut." The other man is pleasantly surprised, so he slits his hand up my shirt to grope the other tit. Another man starts groping my ass. I can't do anything, this is what I was made for! I am for people to play with as they will!
Eventually, a woman sees — she asks if everything is okay. The first man says, "Oh, yeah, she's just some slut. She doesn't mind. Some women are just sluts." The other men nod and agree.
The woman looks me up and down. "She does look like a slut. But there's really only one way to know for sure."
The woman comes over to me and grabs my cunt, pushing her middle finger between my lips, over my panties.
I moan.
"Oh, definitely a slut. She's soaking wet, absolutely ruined these little panties."
The woman joins in, she knows i'm not really a person like her, so its fine for her to molest me as well.
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