ALPHA RESET: CORRUPTED PAPI THUGS:

FAVELA FAG

I had stumbled back to my apartment on the outer suburbs of Brazil's biggets city, Rio. I had just been robbed at gunpoint of $300 Real dollars by a young thug on a moped that targeted western tourists,much like me. I had reported the crime to the police,but even though they were cracking down on some of the more violent elements of Rio's gangs,rife within the cities poorer favela slums,they could not seem to care less in investigating my crime,shrugging me off as another gullible English tourist who'd let his guard down..Add the fact that the cops were corrupt themselves.

So,i returned back to my apartment to gather my nerves.

Not even noticing how a glitch rippled through the very fabric of reality

====GLITCH==========

Two hours later,i had been been winding down and even nodding off in the sticky tropical heat,when i heard the front door get kicked in,which startled me sharply to my feet. 

I did not have a gun,but i did have a baseball bat close by. Half expecting some thug to rush in for a house robbery, i did the best i could to stand my ground. 

"Who's there. I'm calling the police right now..?' i shouted. ;Fuck it.my phone had been stolen along with my money. Though even if i called the cops,they'd be  fucking unwilling to help me when i was robbed,what hope now? 

No one came through,..but i could catch a very pungent smell of weed flowing on the light wind.

I wearily approached the door,wielding the bat with as much courage as that purple cartoon dog with the same name.

Standing shirtless,with His back to me,was a tattooed youth smoking a joint.

'Hey,can i help you.?' i asked in shoddy Spanish,hoping His Portuguese was near enough similar.to understand. 

When He turned to face me,my heart sank in instant recognition. He was the thug that had robbed me. My heart sank.

"Heya CUNT.I'm back. Heard you snitched on me..?" He said,in Hispanic accented fluent English

'How'd you find me. What do you want?' i stuttered.

"You are a FAG. I just know how to find FAGS.Just say it's an ALPHA's sixth sense or some shit"

When He called me a FAG,reality rippled and i felt weak at the knees,letting the bat drop and clutter to the floor.

And when He winked at me,i felt my pathetic little dick get hard.

"Faggot. When i'm on fuckin' weed, i'm so fuckin' horned up. I just need a faggot like you to fuck to satisfy my superior needs. And i'm always smoking fuckin' weed,so i'm always fuckin' horny."

I felt the world spin for the briefest of moments as i was overcome by a sudden orgasm at the thought of this powerful,masculine,brutl young thug,raping me more that just for my cash..My asshole was just quivering at the thought.

"Hah,Faggot. Gettin' all worked up,huh. " Master laughed. 

Master then forced me back into my own apartment,leaving the door wide open.

He threw me down onto the floor like the worthless scum i was,and leered over me,shucking off His jeans,unleashing a HUGE FREAKY MONSTER of an erect cock,raging hard and bigger than any pornstars. It had to be over a foot long,even 14 fucking INCHES.!

"Here ya go go fag. I'm gonna stretch that CUNT apart." He sneered down at me.

'Ma..master. That's too big. I can't take that' i pleaded.

"Don't give a fuck if you can't. You ain't got no fuckin' choice."

Master slumped down on the sofa near me,waving His monstrous MANhood,smoking His weed.

"Come,then faggot.Either i kill you or i fuck you. I'm fuckin' horny for a rape. Soon the whole favela's youth will know theres a faggot in the neighborhood".