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Spineless
Tags: Sora, physical abuse

“So unfair,” you heard the old nurse say.
It had been a week since you stopped being able to speak, likely they thought your mind was gone. Soon enough it would be.
“How long has he been here?” asked the newbie.
“His whole life, I think.”
You weren’t sure anymore if your memories of being able to walk were real or just you picturing some of the few polaroids of your early childhood. Everything before the accident was fuzzy.
“It’s sad to lose him. It was so lovely how he would read to the kids and chat with the old folks.”
Your good deeds brought you no pride.
“Who’s this girl in the photo?”
“Oh, that’s that idol. Sora something.”
“A cutie.”
That made you proud. Sora-chan. Her purity, her optimism. Those were the things that kept you going. She was what made you want to do good. After all your hardship, this scumbag universe had better reward you. In your next life, you deserved to be her boyfriend. At least her pet.

That night a voice called out to you from the void, “Anon, your time has come. Soon you will be reborn.”
“As what!?” you blurted out without thinking.
“An ant,” said the voice. Before you could protest it cut you off. “That may not be what you were hoping for, but I will reward you. You may have one day of your deepest desire.”

When your eyes opened, the placid white walls and sterile furniture of the hospital had been replaced with a menagerie of pink fabrics and knickknacks. So different, yet oddly familiar. As you peered around the messy room, you slipped off the bed. Your arm and leg shot out to catch you.
It took a long moment to process this, but when you did you leapt out of the bed. You didn’t really walk so much as hobble, but the feeling was still remarkable. It brought a tear to your eye, which you brought your furry brown hand up to wipe away.
That’s when it hit you. Sora’s boyfriend… so it was true. You had always suspected it. Sure you were alone and miserable every second waiting for her to stream, but it was totally fine that Sora had her secret life. Yes, it was totally fine.
It was then that you decided to check for the other body part you had gone your whole life without ever being able to use. You felt around your groin, but found nothing but a strange flap.
“Ankimo?” came that voice from behind you. “Where do you think you’re touching?”
You turned to see Sora towering over you, gazing down with disapproval. You tried to explain yourself but all that came out was squeaks.
“No excuses. I don’t remember giving you permission to do that,” she said, folding her arms. Perhaps sensing your cowering desperation she softened up a bit. “Well, I suppose a little is fine.”
She went over to a locked cabinet and opened it. From inside she took out a large purple dildo with balls attached. You jumped a bit as she approached you with it, but she simply grabbed you and slipped the back end into the flap on your crotch. Like magic, you immediately felt a chill on the sensitive organs.
You had spent so many hours fantasizing about this. A working penis, erect and within your grasp. That joy that all other men experienced. You immediately grabbed onto it with both hands. The sensation was immediately amazing.
“No!” shouted Sora, as she sent her foot square into your plastic balls. “Hands off!”
The kick sent you flying, landing face down. You nearly vomited cotton stuffing. Your whole life had been suffering, but this was true pain.
From behind she stomped down on your cock and balls and ground them into the carpet. “You only get to feel good when I say so. You need to be punished.” She never took her foot off you as you listened to her pulling at something. It clicked when you heard the crack.
Were you made of flesh, her whip would have torn it open. If this was what Ankimo was into, you were made of softer stuff than he. Yet you couldn’t stop her, only her arm getting tired did.
She flipped you over with her foot and placed it right back atop your cock. “Understood?” Yet before she had finished speaking you were already thrusting your hips into her sole.
“You still really want to cum that badly?”
You nodded your head as hard as you could, terrified but willing to take the only chance you would ever get. Your one and only orgasm.
She giggled, but when she stopped what remained was an evil grin. “No. Not today.” She reached down and ripped the plastic cock from your fuzzy body, locking it back up in one motion, and returned with a paddle.

Later that night the two of you laid in bed, Sora’s sleeping breath warming your neck while your wounds throbbed. You didn’t dare to close your eyes. You couldn’t miss a single moment of this day. But regardless, the darkness still came for you. As your consciousness was torn from the borrowed body you thought, maybe being an ant won’t be so bad. If you were lucky, Sora-sama might step on you.