😈 Mi Vida con los Brujos Mexicanos

Roberto had been harboring a twisted fantasy to stretch his body like chewed gum for nearly half of his 18 years. He's been pouring countless hours into contortion, dedicating himself wholeheartedly to achieving his ultimate goal of becoming the most flexible and bendable boy around.

He was a poor fella, renting the most affordable house in the area, and while it may not be a full-blown ghetto, it certainly had the capacity to tug at the heartstrings of a typical onlooker. However, Roberto seemed immune to such emotions, as he harbored an unbreakable spirit that flourished within his nimble and bendable body.

The key to his joyous existence hanged right between his slender legs, as he would contort himself while fondling his pride down below to fuel his excitement of stretching his limbs to their utmost limits, more so when he thought about how much further they could go!

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One day, Roberto sat in his chair, gazing at the cheap webcam connected in front of him. As a quick test, he slipped his leg behind his back as far as it could go, relishing the softness of the new stockings he had afforded that morning. The idea of flaunting them to the world filled him with excitement.

As he smiled broadly, he switched on the camera, and instantly, scores of eyes were fixed on him. His livestream was soaring upward, with avid fans eager to see his flexible moves and adorable femboy physique.

Just as he began to feel comfy in the spotlight, his phone let out a shrill buzz that left him red-faced, giving away the fact that he couldn't afford any of those fancy premium ringtones.

Reluctantly, he answered and listened intently for a minute, determined to make up for his embarassment by delivering a top-notch view of his hottest assets during the call.

But within the next minute his expression shifted from annoyed to excited. His eyes widened with growing anticipation, and his femboy cock pulsed with increasing fervor, primed to release its load. Suddenly, without warning, thick streams of hot cum erupted forth from his swollen member, soaking his chest and leaving him breathless and achingly aroused.

Between gasps for air, he purred, "Sorry, guys... the stream's gotta end now. No promises on when the next one will be," chuckling nervously as he struggled to regain control of his rapidly escalating arousal.

The sudden release of tension sent him reeling, leaving him barely able to form coherent thoughts as he collapsed back into the chair, his heart racing, realizing he still had his ankle trapped all the way to mid-back!

Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead as he grabbed at his foot, pushing it down even more, trying to manoeuvre it like a lever. Nearly causing his leg to dislocate, he pushed the foot all the way down to the buttocks, his chest heaving up and down with rapid, labored breaths.

As if the devil had awakened within him, Roberto felt an overwhelming urge to push himself beyond his physical limits. With a determination bordering on obsession, he swiftly raised his other leg and forcefully pushed it deep behind his back, trying to tug himself into a tight human knot.

Through gritted teeth, he muttered to himself, "No way I will fail that audition!"

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It was an offer of a lifetime – to become the next big movie star in a feature film that promised to turn him into a naked, bizarrely tortured victim of Mexican Satanists. His character would undergo physical trials beyond imagination, pushing his body like a piece of rubber, while being filmed in all of his erotic glory.

The filmmakers promised an erotic contortion show unlike anything seen before. He signed all the papers almost without reading them and then he was driven to a distant place where the big cameras were already rolling, waiting eagerly for his arrival.

As Roberto dived into his role as a kidnapped boy, he soon discovered that the food he was given wasn't just part of the script. Meant to drug his character in the story, it seemed to be having a real-life impact on him, causing him to have wild hallucinations and do flexible things he never knew he was capable of.

To top it all off, the production team kept his phone from him and forced him to go naked, sleeping on a mattress behind steel bars, with nothing but a collar around his neck. The producers insisted on these conditions to help him fully embody his character, but Roberto couldn't shake the uneasy feeling that something was very wrong...

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The people visiting to bend and twist him on camera looked downright creepy, with faces that seemed to scream 'Satanist.' No way they could be just acting! Roberto quickly began to suspect that he had stumbled into the middle of a real-life horror show, where everything was being orchestrated by a shadowy cabal with the darkest intentions.

After discovering that he could wriggle through the narrow gap between the bars of his tiny cell, he felt an intoxicating surge of excitement at the thought of escaping. However, each attempt ended in humiliation and frustration as he found himself trapped and immobilized by the unforgiving steel bars.

On top of that, he couldn't help but feel a perverse thrill of arousal. The more he squirmed between the bars, the more the confinement began to turn him on. It wasn't long before his desperate struggles became a twisted source of pleasure, driving him to masturbate compulsively, feeling the steel press against his skin, until he could no longer deny the truth – the bars held some dark power in them.

Every move he made – including his attempts at escape – was being meticulously recorded by hidden cameras for the entertainment of an anonymous audience, and for what felt like an eternity, he had nowhere to turn...

Just when he thought things couldn't get any more nightmarish, the mysterious crew surprisingly returned his phone and clothes while nonchalantly congratulating him on his "spectacular work."

Chuckling amongst themselves, they casually remarked, "Now it's time to see just how many awards this little project will snag."

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Roberto was furious as he sat in his car, returning home – his plan was to hightail it to the local cop station the moment he arrived, fury boiling within him when he recalled the little bastards messing around with him. To add insult to injury, they had even meddled with his phone and mentioned putting some videos on it for him!

Enraged as he was, Roberto couldn't help himself once he got back to his room. He had to watch them. Hours later, he was still glued to his screen, his mood morphing from annoyed to excited.

Hours of footage, all in ultra-HD, stored on a neat new memory card – something he could never have afforded by himself! He realized they didn't even touch his precious phone, they just slipped in this memory card in the empty slot without compromising his privacy.

Now, all he could think about was watching the final film when it's out!! This wasn't just another adult movie – for Roberto, it was his deepest twisted fantasy come true! With every bend and stretch, they pushed him like literal chewing gum, sometimes stretching his limbs beyond everything he had ever seen before in contortion!

He wished he had their contacts to see if they were still up for making some extra bonus footage or something... When a sudden notification at the top of his phone's screen woke him up from gently stroking his penis.

His eyes wide, he glanced up to find an enormous sum just deposited into his bank account. The shock fuelled his erection, triggering a powerful ejaculation that shot streams of hot liquid across his torso!