17: Baby and the Beast [BB]
“Aha! I’ve found you at last, BB! Thought you could run and hide from us, did you, bitch?!”
Those angry words failed to pierce through BB’s music-blasting earbuds as she jogged through Braver City’s Plucky Park on a late morning workout, right past those words’ speaker – a short young man trying his best to look aggressive and intimidating despite his cutesy, boyish looks.
When the boy, Benji, saw BB continue jogging right past him without even acknowledging him at all, his fists tightened, and his heart thumped. He stood around for a few more awkward seconds, eyes glued to her ass, before he shook himself free of his trance and chased after her, yelling the whole time.
He followed her for a good few minutes, only managing to catch up to her when she stopped on a nearby bench to tie her shoe. Before she could finish, he grabbed her arm in an attempt to whip her around to face him, although he was too physically weak to actually move her, so it just registered as a gentle tap to her.
She glanced at him and raised a brow, pulling one of her earbuds out. “Huh? Who’re you? Whaddaya want?”
“D-don’t pretend like you don’t r-remember me…!” he replied, his voice cracking at the sight of her eyes meeting his for the first time. Had she always been this beautiful…? “I-I’m with the BallistaBoys! And I’m here to get payback!”
“…The what?”
He grit his teeth, again trying to look scary and pissed, but he really just looked like a pouty little bunny, especially as he stamped his feet onto the sidewalk. He gripped the front of his yellow hoodie – the uniform of his gang – to draw attention to it. “The BallistaBoys! Y-you stole our FORMA and destroyed our awesome ballista! You practically destroyed our gang!”
BB’s eyes wandered to the hoodie, then moved back to Benji’s face, which prompted him to blush and look away. “Ehh…Not ringin’ any bells, bud. I’ve whooped a buncha gangs’ asses.”
Benji, enraged at the disrespect at being completely forgotten, slammed his fist on top of the park bench. It hurt his hand really, really bad, though, causing him to bend over and cradle his fist against his tummy to soothe it.
It was then that BB broke into a smile and a giggle. “Ohhhh, wait, now I remember! Yeah, you were those weak-ass lil boys who couldn’t fight for shit, huh? You cryin’ like a lil baby reminded me, eheheheh!”
Indeed, back in April, BB, while on a mission for GLYPH, had crossed paths with the BallistaBoys, a local gang of young men trying to make a name for themselves. BB, in pursuit of the FORMA card they’d acquired, chased them back to their little hideout – an abandoned warehouse, and single-handedly beat down every single one of their members without breaking a sweat.
Ever since then, the BallistaBoys had talked amongst themselves seeking revenge against her to restore their honor and save their pride and egos, although none of them had actually had the nerve to confront her ever again after that ass-beating. Well, except for Benji.
He was the youngest member of the gang, and looked up to all of the other boys as big brother figures. They were his only friends and family, and it broke his heart to see them all essentially give up on their aspirations after one defeat. Seeing his big brothers wallowing in despair at their loss lit a fire in young little Benji’s heart, and he alone set out to get revenge on BB, hoping it would help restore the BallistaBoys’ reputation and confidence.
Well, that and…he’d maybe kinda possibly sorta developed a crush on her after getting his ass beat by her…
Benji, finally managing to soothe the pain in his fist enough, looked up at BB, again attempting to put on a ferocious face. “I-I’m here to b-beat you! So the BallistaBoys can rise again!”
“Pffffft. You? By yerself?” She reached over and flicked Benji’s forehead, causing him to yelp and fall back onto the park bench. “Look lil boy, it’s yer guys’ fault ya didn’t hand the FORMA over when I asked ya. Gettin’ yer ass beat shoulda taught ya not to fuck around with people stronger than ya. So why don’tcha beat it? I got shit to do.”
BB turned to resume her jog, and Benji immediately (*cough* after ogling her butt again for a sec *cough*) leaped up from the park bench and rushed towards her, holding his fist aloft. “Raaaaaaagh! You’re not going anywhere, BB! FIGHT MEEEEEE!”
Just before he could reach her, BB began turning around, inadvertently causing Benji to run face-first into her elbow. The boy collapsed onto his back, dazed from the impact, all hope of revenge dead and buried in an instant.
With a sigh and a roll of her eyes, BB finished turning around, planting her hands on her hips. “What the hell…? Look whatcha did now, bonehead. I told ya, yer too weak to-” The sound of Benji’s sniffling tears cut her off. She looked around to the area to make sure no one was around to see a teenage boy crying because of her.
Scowling, she stepped over to the fallen BallistaBoy, reaching out with her foot to kick his leg. “‘Ey, c’mon, yer not that hurt are ya? Whaddaya cryin’ for?” She knelt down beside him. His arm was above his face to hide his crying, forcing her to pry it away.
There was a big lump on his left cheek from where he’d run into her, and that, paired with his teary-eyed baby face did manage to make her feel a little bad, even if the whole thing was more or less an accident.
“Ugh, look, if ya just put some ice on it you’ll-” Before she could finish, she noticed some movement out of the corner of her eye, and instinctually glanced over to see what it was. To her surprise, it turned out to be a rapidly-growing bulge in the crotch of Benji’s pants.
“What the…?” she muttered, before turning back to the BallistaBoy. He’d stopped his crying, at least, and when he saw that she’d noticed his growing erection, his cheeks (somehow) reddened even more than they already were, and he turned away from her gaze in a hurry. She clicked her tongue with a smirk. “Ohhhh, now I get it. You ain’t actually out here for payback~ You just liked gettin’ beat up by a girl so much ya wanted it to happen again, huh~?”
“N-no…!” Benji said, sniffling some snot back into his nostril. “I-I’m here to get r-revenge!”
“Oh yeah? Then what’s this about?” she asked as she placed her hand around his bulge.
Benji gasped and trembled. He’d never had any physical contact with girls before, and certainly not with any as attractive as BB. It was almost too much for the poor boy, especially when she gave it a little squeeze, causing him to arch his back and buck his hips up into her hand.
“Huh…Feels kinda big.” Benji couldn’t believe his eyes as he watched her suddenly unbutton, unzip, and tug down his pants, and then his underwear, freeing his throbbing cock. It was about average in length, but was noticeably girthier than most, and even more amazing than that, it was now in BB’s grasp. “Mmm, that’s a lil too much dickmeat for a lil baby boy like you, ain’t it? Heheh.”
“Aaaaaaaagh…!”
BB quickly released her hold on his dick to keep him from busting so soon. She shot him another smirk, then crawled on top of his body, until his entire upper body was consumed in the shadow of her own. “Yer a dirty lil perv gettin’ bricked up after gettin’ knocked on yer ass like that~”
When she leaned in and nestled her lips right beside his ear, his breath caught in his throat, and he almost didn’t hear her next words from how loud his heart was thumping. “But yer kinda cute, so how ‘bout I take care of it for ya? That oughta make up for yer little boo-boo, yeah?”
She settled down beside him, once again taking his cock in her grip. He had no idea how to respond to it, other than trembling as pleasure rippled throughout his body before she’d even started moving her hand.
“Heheh, total fuggin’ virge,” BB chuckled to herself as she began stroking the boy’s dick. Her thumb reached up and dipped into the precum spilling from the tip, moistening the rest of the shaft. She glanced over at him, getting a kick out of watching him shivering like he were in the midst of a blizzard. “Feelin’ good there, ya lil brat?”
Benji’s own gaze met hers, but quickly had to turn away again. They settled on the handjob he was in the midst of getting, still dumbfounded that this was how his revenge plan had turned out. But, well, for every fantasy he’d played in his mind defeating BB in a fight, he’d played five more of having sex with her, so it wasn’t as if this wasn’t to his liking, that was for sure.
“Mmm, it really is nice and thick~” BB said, licking her lips as she continued stroking Benji’s dick. “Real fuckin’ veiny, too~ Ya sure ya wouldn’t rather be out bangin’ girls instead of gettin’ into fights? Ain’t like yer any good at that, heheh.”
For a moment, he felt his earlier anger stir in his heart. While it was true that she’d completely humiliated him multiple times, having his fighting abilities insulted hurt his pride, and he prepared himself to say so.
But when she leaned in close, pressing her cheek against his and hastening the speed of her strokes, all words and anger left his mind, replaced only by anticipation for the biggest orgasm of his life (and the burning desire to reach over and kiss BB, although he didn’t have the nerve to actually do it).
“C’mon, baby boy, gimme a nice, big load~” she said, pumping her fist along his shaft. And with an admittedly puny little whimper, Benji threw his head back and thrust his hips up into BB’s hand, cock spraying the longest, thickest ropes of jizz it’d ever managed to produce before. The cum shot out across the sidewalk, and some of it even reached the grass on the other side, earning an impressed whistle from BB.
“Not bad,” she said, bringing her hand up to her mouth and licking a few errant drops of his spunk off of her fingers. She glanced down at the exhausted and overwhelmed boy, patting him on the chest. “Drink some pineapple juice.”
She then stood up, dusting her hands off and popping her earbuds back in. She reached over and kicked the side of his leg “Aight, we’re even for the face lump, yeah?”
And then she was gone, resuming her jog, leaving Benji to lie there, pantless and covered in his own jizz in the middle of a public park, staring up at the sky, replaying the handjob in his mind over and over again with a smile on his red, sweaty, swollen face.
BB would only be in town for a few more days before returning home to Breaker Bay, and on each of those days, Benji confronted her in the park during her routine jogs. At first, she found it annoying that he’d come back, especially when he insisted on once again yelling some bullshit about getting revenge on her, but she also found it a bit amusing that whenever she ended up tripping, smacking, or even lightly jabbing him, sure enough, he popped another chub, and she humored him enough to take care of it. On that second day, it was another handjob, on the third, she got him off with her thighs, and on the fourth, she let him cum between her tits.
On the fifth and final day of her being in town, he confronted her yet again with the same old spiel, and she responded by backhanding him hard enough to daze him, but before he could collapse onto the ground, she caught him, clutching the front of his hoodie and putting genuine fear (along with the usual arousal) into his eyes as she leaned in close with a wicked smile.
“I’m leavin’ town after this, so no more fun time for ya, baby boy,” she said. “But hey, as a lil reward for bein’ my cute lil punchin’ bag, I’ll make this last ‘payback’ attempt of yers real good~”
Before he could ask what she meant, she suddenly yanked his hoodie and arms up, throwing it off completely and tossing it aside. Her hands were at the hem of his pants next, but rather than just tugging them down like she’d done before, she removed them entirely, leaving him standing naked in the park.
He huddled up, eyes frantically darting around the area to see if anyone was nearby and, in fact, there was a trio of friends not far away looking at him. “W-w-wait, people can see me naked…!”
“So what? Ya got a big dick. Show it off,” BB replied. Before Benji could respond to that, his jaw went agape as she watched her pull her own shirt off, and then slipped out of her pants, too. When she turned around and removed her underwear, he nearly came at the sight of her bare-naked ass.
She pushed him onto his back, and while it certainly hurt landing on the walkway like that, his brain was far too preoccupied with watching BB’s perfect, naked body standing over him to even bother registering the pain. He was so mesmerized by her body that it even took him a few moments to realize that, as she began lowering her pussy onto him, that he was about to lose his virginity.
The second she sank onto him, devouring his entire cock and slamming her fat buttcheeks onto his thighs, he exploded.
He almost didn’t process that it was even happening. It didn’t really feel like any of the orgasms he’d had by jerking off to his fantasies of her. It was more like he was somehow temporarily deprived of all of his senses while simultaneously having each one firing on all cylinders. His entire body was racked with pleasure and his mind was overwhelmed by bliss.
Benji squirmed beneath her, hips thrusting up as his cock sprayed his seed into her pussy. He moaned as well – hella fuckin’ loudly, at that. Loud enough to draw the attention of even more park goers, until the two of them had an audience in the background, muttering rumors, expressing shock, disgust, and jealousy, and capturing the scene on their phones.
BB was all smiles as she felt Benji’s orgasm fire off into her. “Heheh, you really are a lil baby! I ain’t even do nothin’ yet!” With any other man, having him cum instantly would have been pretty annoying for her, but in this case, she actually took some delight in having this little goofball fanboy so goddamn whipped for her.
When he finally regained consciousness, he was immediately greeted with the sight of BB pounding him as though his cock was hers – she had his legs up and bent backward, and was driving her hips into him with enough force to make his body ripple in waves.
While the pleasure coursing through him was unbelievable, for a moment, he found himself feeling quite a bit humiliated and emasculated. It certainly didn’t help things when he glanced to the side to see the crowd of onlookers, either…
“W-wait…!” he said, difficult as it was to speak when getting so thoroughly fucked. “I-I-I’m supposed to b-be on top…! Th-there’s people watching…!”
BB’s hand clenched around the younger boy’s throat. “Pssh! You ain’t ‘s’pose’’ to do shit besides takin’ this fuckin’ pussy like a good lil dildo, baby boy!”
He gasped, eyes fluttering and mouth trembling. The shame of being so utterly dominated by a girl battled against the horniness burning hotter within him than ever before, and the latter was quickly gaining the upper hand. When BB lowered herself to stuff one of her tits into his open mouth, the battle completely shifted into his horniness’ favor.
He came again, and BB reached down with her opposite hand, rubbing at her clit until she was able to conjure up an orgasm of her own. She continued slamming her hips into his to ensure that her walls sucked up every drop of Benji’s second climax.
She leaned forward until her forehead rested on his with a grin. “There ya go, baby boy, ya got to fuck me like ya wanted.” She reached up with a finger and (sorta) gently pushed it into his swollen cheek, eliciting a pained hiss and whimper from the poor boy. “No more buggin’ me about this dumb ‘payback’ shit, got it?”
She was back on her feet and dressed up the very next moment, completely unbothered by the crowd of onlookers (she even smiled and posed for the ones recording). And then her earbuds were back in, and she was back to her last jog in Braver City for the week.
Benji met up with his fellow BallistaBoys later that day. They were worried he’d been uncharacteristically absent for their hangouts over the past week, and doubly so when they noticed the wound on his cheek.
He told them that he’d been searching for BB seeking revenge for her prior beatdown of the gang (leaving out the parts of him getting his balls drained by her), but had ultimately failed, and he apologized to them.
Before the poor boy could suggest that they should leave her be and move on, however, the older boys instead found themselves regaining their passion and motivation, as they now sought to defeat BB for hurting their little bro. Benji was moved to tears at the re-energized gang, and, not wanting to spoil this source of determination, kept his mouth shut.
From that point on, the BallistaBoys were back in business, with the whole gang setting their sights on finding and getting revenge against BB the next time she came to Braver City.
Except for Benji, of course, as he preferred to spend every night before bed fantasizing about taking BB on movie dates, walks through the park at night, the sight of her in a beautiful wedding dress as they got married, and, most importantly, her choking and fucking him over and over like she’d done during their last park rendezvous.
