I hadn't done anything wrong... My happy days were destroyed in an instant. I was gang-raped by vile men who broke into my house. Memories of hell where my body and mind were completely polluted. Time passed, and I had a boyfriend who was extremely kind, and I was able to trust men. I started to feel happy again. A while after seeing my boyfriend off, the doorbell rang. I remembered having a dream last night about when I was raped. A delivery man. I've seen him before. The man who raped me. The men who came into my house with their friends. Another gang rape. I couldn't run away, and even if I tried to hide, I was caught and raped as if for fun. The men were so excited that my enlarged breasts shook. I climaxed when I was thrust into from behind. Repeated creampies. My body was also covered in dirty semen. Time was going haywire in the house where I spent time with him.