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When Cammy White starting following the trail of Shadaloo’s defeated Black Moon project, she already knew that some of the programmers that had forced to work were quite young. Indeed, corrupting kidnapped or misguided youths to his own ends was a specialty of Bison’s, the brainwashed Dolls that comprised his elite bodyguard were sixteen years of age and had started their training even younger. Even with that knowledge in mind, however, she was taken aback when her investigations led her to an apartment containing a young boy.
He introduced himself as Alexander, or “The Great”, and was apparently a top hacker and software architect, despite being perhaps ten years old and half Cammy’s height. He was chubby, red-headed, freckled and pug-nosed, and carried himself with a confidence that was a bit jarring. He wore a simple tee and rumpled shorts, his feet bare, and as he beckoned her inside, a pair of beeping disc-shaped housekeeping robots puttered around underfoot, picking up candy wrappers and sweeping crumbs.
“Cammy White,” he instantly assessed in a cute, nasal voice. “I was wondering when you’d show up! What, I didn’t leave enough clues?” The apartment was dimly-lit and smelled like stale pizza and socks.
“I’ve been tracking down the programmers, one by one,” the blonde replied. Considering the boy’s tender age and non-threatening nature, she felt a bit foolish for wearing her trademark leotard and combat gloves. “If you have information about the other aspects of Project C.H.A.I.N.S, we could use it to pull Shadaloo’s entire operation into the light-”
“Oh, I have information, alright!” the kid exclaimed, thumbing an USB data drive that was around his neck on a simple chain. As they walked further into the apartment, he elaborated. “I can give you F.A.N.G, every one of the other Black Moon programmers, and the location of every one of the Dolls!”
Cammy’s eyes went wide. What a jackpot! If this pudgy little boy genius really had such data, she realized, it could lead to the destruction of Shadaloo and the rescue of her ‘sisters’. Unable to stop herself, she put aside her calm demeanor and pressed for more. “If that’s true, I can put you into protective custody, Alexander!” she offered, going to one knee and placing her hands on the boy’s shoulders. “Your parents, too, if-”
Alexander waved a hand. “I’m an orphan. And why would I want protective whatsa-whatever? I’m totally set up here! Shadaloo puts money in my account and I can order as much pizza as a I want!” He nudged the nearest door open, leading to a cluttered office that contained several computers and dozens of monitors, showing computer a mixture of computer code and hardcore pornography. Pizza boxes and soda cans were stacked in the corners, nearly all the way to the ceiling. “Actually, Shadaloo is pretty awesome.”
Cammy gasped. “F.A.N.G, you sick bastard,” she muttered, looking at the boy’s depraved existence. She turned to him. “Alexander, you must realize, you’re being used to-”
But the boy ignored and overrode her. “Do you ever worry that when you wear that slutty leotard, and you like, kick someone, people will be able to see your asshole?” Amazingly, he reached out and took a meaty handful of one of her buttocks, pouring the flesh between his fingers experimentally. Cammy gasped and pulled away.
“W-what? No!” Her eyes narrowed and she looked down at the boy, her tone hardening. “Listen, I need that information. I don’t have time for childish questions. If you won’t cooperate, I’ll have to take it!”
“Not so fast!” Alexander spat back, crossing his small arms with cute obstinance. He ran a thumb over the USB drive. “This thing is in kill switch mode! If I become incapacitated and don’t enter the proper biometric code every fifteen minutes, all your precious data goes to info-heaven!” He brayed laughter. “Guess you’ll never find out about Project C.H.A.I.N.S. That’s what you get for being so rude!”
Cammy grabbed the boy by the front of his shirt. “Stop messing around, you little brat!” she scolded. “Don’t you want to help the people that Shadaloo has kidnapped and killed?”
“I couldn’t give a fuck, you dumb bitch!” the boy spat back. “Geez, I thought english people were supposed to have like, really refined manners. You’re just another rude blonde slut! In fact, I guess I’ll just pop the kill switch now, to punish you for being so mean!” His chubby fingers slid toward the black USB drive, hovering over a flicking teal button.
“W-wait!” Cammy interrupted, her eyes even wider. Their faces were inches apart, to the extent that her sprig of blonde bangs was brushing the young programmer’s cheek. “Just - just let me know what you want.” She sounded hesitant, defeated. Out of her element. But what the kid was offering - if she lost the data, it would set back the anti-Shadaloo effort back a decade or more.
Alexander brushed off the front of his shirt. “Turn around,” he ordered. “Bend over, and put your hands on the wall.”
Cammy’s gorgeous blue eyes went wide. “W-wot?” she stammered, and without missing a beat, the boy’s arm came up and delivered a brutal slap to her face.
*WHAP!*
Involuntarily, she shuddered. “Did you know that the Dolls were designed with certain submissive traits in order to make them easier to control?” Alexander asked. “It’s all in the file, Miss British Butt Bitch, you can read all about it if you do what I want.” He slapped her again, drawing a moan. Cammy’s leotard-wrapped pussy tingled unspeakably, but her limbs seemed enervated, lacking the strength to do anything but hold her body shakily aright.
“H-how are you-”
“It’s simple!” Alexander cackled, his voice a nebbishy squeak. “Fighting and fucking are handled by very different parts of the brain. If I had been an enemy punching you in the face, you’d be able to use those powers of yours to kick my ass no problem! But since you’ve been mentally trained to be a cock-sucking piece of shit, you see a boy slapping you as foreplay, and you’re as helpless as a newborn baby!”
Groaning, she bent over in front of him, biting her bottom lip, tears welling in her eyes. An overpowering need to obey was exploding in her mind. “P-please, Alexander,” she begged pathetically, showing off her big, round, muscled buttocks bisected by the green fabric of her suit. The leotard was so tight that every detail of her body, from the smooth bulge of her pussy lips to the protrusion of her erect nipples to the washboard smoothness of her abs, was on display. “It’s not too late to do the right thing. I won’t get you in trouble, I promise-”
“Pull apart those cheeks, you stupid whore!” the boy ordered, and Cammy shuddered and reached behind herself, spreading her ass lewdly, right at eye-level with his young face. Her face was a mixture of arousal and confusion. Alexander gave her cheeks a slap with one small hand. “Wow, that’s what I call a pair of big fat butt-globes! Now, squeal like a piggy!”
Cammy’s face fell. “P-please, why are you- nnngh!”
Alexander had grabbed a discarded belt from a pile of loose laundry and brought it down across her rear end with a harsh snapping sound, leaving a red weal. He did not stop at just one blow, raising his arm with the length of buckled leather and whipping her pale, muscled, thick ass constantly, the snapping sound echoing off the walls, four times, eight times, a dozen. “You have five seconds to act like a piggy, before I erase the data!” the boy crowed. “Come on, you stupid bitch!”
Cammy’s eyes rolled up into her head and her tongue fell out of the side of her mouth; she had to use her hands to brace against the ground as she fell to her hands and knees, back arched, thong-wrapped ass outthrust. Her butt jiggled and bounced as her ten-year-old tormenter whipped her like a disobedient farm animal, painting her cheeks with hash marks. “OIIIINK! OIIIINK! *SNORT* OINNKK!” she started to squeal, snuffling and snorting and screeching like a piece of livestock. A wet patch appeared in the crotch of her suit as her pussy grew wet from the brutal humiliation. She had told herself she could pay any price to stop Shadaloo, and that was being put to the test.
“Now I’m going to ride on you, you big butt British skank! And your hair will make the perfect leash!” The boy hopped with precocious dexterity onto her shapely haunches, one leg to either side of her twin waist and took a double-fisted handful of her extravagant blonde braid. Once aboard, he pointed like a cowboy setting out on the trail. “To my bedroom, Stupid Blonde Pig-Horse!” As a final indignity, the brat whipped out a pair of nose-hooks and pulled her face upward to apply them, one in each nostril, the strap leading back overtop of her special-forces beret and into his hands.
Cammy snorted and started to shimmy on all fours in the direction the boy pulled her head, her nose starting to run and her blue eyes swimming in mind-broken tears. He continued to whip her bouncing butt with the belt as she crawled pathetically across the floor. “You want my cock don’t you, you stupid limey fuck-piggy?” Alexander taunted. “Better speak up, before I delete your meal ticket!”
“Nnnngh!” Cammy slurred, mentally giving in a bit more, her nostrils flaring into gaping piggy shapes with the hooks. “Y-yes! Please humiliate this stupid slut-piggy!” She snorted humiliatingly as they arrived at the unmade, unkempt bed, which was surrounded by semen-stained photos of her, Chun-Li, and other female representatives of the anti-Shadaloo effort. Clearly, the boy had been waiting for her arrival, or even luring her in!
Alexander dismounted and gave her wet pussy a slap, drawing a moan. As she shuddered and moaned, her slapped her again, pulled the crotch of her risque leotard harshly against her crotch, thumbed her aching clit, and jammed his thumbs roughly against her asshole. As ever, she was wearing no panties, not wanting the unsightly lines they created beneath her sheer outfit, and as such the young boy had complete access. Reaching forward to fasten the nose hooks to the back of her hair, keeping them taut, he smiled with menacing intent and began to peel out of his shorts, which seemed to have grown in tightness since Cammy had first assessed him. She blinked with addled astonishment as Alexander doffed both his bottoms and tighty-whities, causing a fat, pink, hairless, swollen hose of flesh to spill down over his waistband. Especially nasty were his balls, which were sweaty, pink, and hanging down in a scrotum that looked like an overloaded water balloon.
“Really big, huh?” the boy taunted, giving her pussy another palm-slap. “Shadaloo scientists can help with all sorts’a things! And my balls are extra swollen, since I’ve been saving up for your arrival!”
“P-please!” Cammy moaned, her blue eyes watering and her face a mask of despairing humiliation as she beheld the hot, steaming, sweaty cock, which had no doubt been pumped up with all manner of unnatural drugs and injections. “Don’t make me do this just for-”
Alexander pulled aside the crotch of her leotard, causing her to gasp and whimper. “It’s a trade! I’ll give you the info!” he teased. “But in exchange, you have to take a full load of my extra-great, backed-up, three-weeks-old cum!” On his tiptoed, he placed his bulbous, surgically-inflated cockhead against her opening and surged forward, sliding his arm-thick meat into her pussy. There was a humiliating sound of splotchy wetness as her insides lubed themselves up and accepted every inch.
“Noooooo!” Cammy moaned, tongue falling from the corner of her mouth again, even as her eyes rolled upward. “It’s not a safe day for me! I don’t want to have some bratty American kid’s baby!”

“Ha! Too bad!” the chubby pre-teen taunted, gripping her buttocks as he sliced his dong in and out of her box, battering her cervix and making her ass and tits jiggle. “That special place of yours where you grow babies is going to be a sewer filled with my super-stinky cock juice!” The boy seemed manic, more mad scientist than programmer, lost in pleasure. Cammy could only whimper and try to deny the feeling his violation was causing in her nipples. And god, the disgusting sound his sloshing, overloaded balls made when swinging up to slap her clit…
“Jeez, your pig pussy is tight!” Alexander lamented. “I’ve been saving it up so much, I’m not gonna last long!” He kept one hand on her ass and gripped the USB drive with the other, plow-fucking her like a cowboy riding a bucking bronco. “Here it comes, you dumb British bimbo! Beg for my cum or I’ll erase all the data right now!” His finger slid over the teal button, threatening to trigger it, even as his thrusts grew more ragged and his spongey cockhead battered her cervix.
“N-no!” Cammy moaned, desperately. “Please, dump your cum in my pig pussy! This piggy wants your backed-up, pre-teen cum! Don’t stop raping me until your balls are drained!” Clear snot was running out of her stretched nostrils and her tongue was flopping around as she ranted pathetically. Alexander’s cock drilled to the hilt inside her, and the boy lodged himself there, making lewd noises as he obviously emptied himself, his pisshole spewing a huge load of semen into her womb. The noise of his thick, nasty cum splattering her insides was audible in the bedroom, sounding like thick paste being squeezed through a tube. Her body shuddered and an animalistic groan came from her mouth as she had a humiliating orgasm from the ordeal.
“Ugh, I can feel it spurting inside, so much hot nasty goo!” she gurgled, making more oinking pig noises in an overwhelmed state of mental domination. “I’m a little kid’s breeding pig!” As her eyes rolled up to the whites, her arms gave way and she collapsed forward, leaving her ass in the air. Alexander pulled out of her spasming pussy, causing it to gape and a waterfall of thick, yellowish nut to spurt out lewdly and splatter all over the crotch of her leotard and to the floor. Smiling, the boy thrust his hand forward, jamming a fist into Cammy’s wrecked twat and leaving the USB drive inside.
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EPILOGUE
Eight months later, the Shadaloo investigation had made great strides, thanks to Alexander’s information. Chun-Li didn’t ask where Cammy got it, though she thought it strange when the blonde abruptly retired from MI:6 and went into hiding.
Cammy showed up at Alexander’s door wearing her leotard stretched grotesquely around her milk-loaded breasts and huge pregnant belly. “I hope you’ve been saving up lots of your cum,” she said, blue eyes defeated, her hands cradling her belly-stretched midriff, “Because your daughter and I both need something thick to drink.”
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