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Yerin sat hunched over her desk, the dim light from her computer screen casting eerie shadows on her grotesquely decorated room. Her eyes, bloodshot and surrounded by enormous dark circles, were glued to the chaotic, toxic discussions on 4chan. The room reeked of sweat and musk, an unbearable stench that was especially intense around her armpits and the area between her legs.

"Ugh... those fuckin' normies..." she muttered under her breath, her voice trembling with a mix of frustration and arousal. Her split tongue flicked out to moisten her chapped lips as she fumbled with the massive dildo in one hand. The beast of a toy looked even more absurd against the backdrop of her trashy surroundings.

With shaking hands, Yerin attempted to shove the monster dildo into her grotesquely stretched-out cunt. Her ruined pussy gaped open obscenely, showing just how horribly loose it had become from years of this twisted abuse. The pink, inflamed labia minora dangled low and wet, a stark contrast against the dark bush that extended up to her navel.

"Nhg... nghh... get in there!" she growled through gritted teeth. She pushed and twisted the enormous dildo, struggling to keep it inside her wrecked pussy. The entrance to her vagina was lined with smegma; a viscous gooey substance coated around her stubble-covered outer folds and inner crevices, adding an additional layer of grotesque texture to the scene.

The swollen black areolas on her sagging S-cup breasts jiggled and moved as she squirmed in her chair. Her huge nipples, twisted in shape, leaked slightly from past vigorous pinching sessions. The Montgomery's tubercles dotted around the edges of her areolas were swollen too, adding a bumpy appearance.

Finally, managing to jam the tip of the dildo into herself, Yerin let out an animalistic grunt. "Ngahhh... ohhhh..." She shoved it deeper and deeper until most of its length vanished inside her cavernous pussy. Despite its impressive size, it still didn't come close to making her feel filled. She clenched hard around it, the insides of her vagina barely gripping onto the smooth plastic surface.

As if possessed, she began furiously working it in and out while glancing back at her screen every now and then to type out more venomous rants against whatever target enraged her at that moment.

"O-whhgyy-! Ohhgk! Nghh!" she moaned loudly through gasping breaths. Her entire body trembled violently with each brutal thrust. Yet no matter how vigorously she abused herself with that monstrous dildo, no matter how brutally she twisted and tormented those grotesquely swollen nipples or how deeply she inhaled the musky scent surrounding her groin area - an orgasm seemed forever out of reach due to that accursed "Never Orgasm Challenge."

Her voice echoed eerily in that small room as she chanted obscenities mixed with desperate pleas for release which would never come.

Suddenly there was a faint noise outside. Yerin paused for a moment and looked towards the door - realizing Bochu might be nearby...

"Little brother...?" Her voice quivered with a disturbing mixture of lustful anticipation and deep-seated fear - terrified he'd see her like this but desperately wanting his attention nonetheless.

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Yerin had been in her room for the past seven months, isolated from the outside world. Her curtains drawn tight, barely allowing a sliver of moonlight to seep through. The stench in her room was overpowering – a cocktail of sweat, musk, and sex that could choke anyone unaccustomed to it. She sat hunched over her computer, eyes bloodshot from countless hours spent trawling 4chan, engaging in her grotesque rituals.

Her breath came out ragged as she glanced at the enormous dildo beside her keyboard. The monstrous tool was coated with thick lubrication but still looked too small compared to the gaping chasm between her legs. She gritted her teeth and positioned the dildo at her entrance, feeling its weight pressing against her loose folds.

"A-always s-slipping... Ugh... can't f-fill this fucked up hole," Yerin muttered to herself. She spat curses under her breath, the usual barrage of insults she’d picked up from years of forum trolling.

With a sharp intake of breath, she thrust the dildo into herself. The enormous piece slid in with terrifying ease, almost disappearing inside her without much resistance. Yerin had no sense of pleasure, only a dull throbbing irritation as she struggled to maintain a grip on the toy.

“Hnnngh! F-Fuck!” Yerin groaned loudly. Her voice cracked with frustration as she held the base of the dildo tightly, keeping it from slipping out. Her thighs were covered in cellulite, each dimple and bulge repulsive to any who might see them. But Yerin didn’t care; she only sought release from this endless tension and yet denied herself the climax she craved.

The walls of her pussy were stretched so wide that even this monstrosity didn’t fully fill them. Her flesh hung loose around it, making obscene squelching noises as she moved it in and out rhythmically. Each thrust was accompanied by a splatter of juices that trickled down her inner thighs, mingling with sweat and forming sticky puddles beneath her.

“N-Never orgasm c-challenge,” she stuttered between moans, half-laughing at the irony. It had been forty days since she felt anything close to an orgasm; all she could achieve now was an endless cycle of build-up without release.

Yerin's hands trembled as she kept working the dildo furiously. Her freckled skin glistened with sweat, forming rivulets that ran down from under her huge t-shirt which stuck to her body like a second skin. Her armpits were hairy and damp, exuding a potent musk that filled the already heavy air.

“D-damn it… J-just want… want Bochu…” she whispered hoarsely.

Her eyes glazed over momentarily as thoughts of her younger brother drifted into her mind. The idea of him seeing her like this made Yerin’s heart race faster, but also filled her with dread – what if he found her disgusting? What if he turned away?

Inhaling deeply, Yerin continued assaulting herself with renewed vigour. Her split tongue flicked across dry lips as guttural sounds escaped from deep within her chest. She pushed harder against her own limits, seeking some semblance of satisfaction even though true relief remained just out of reach.

As if on cue with Bochu’s distant concerns about his sister’s isolation, Yerin’s voice grew louder and more frantic. “F-fuck! J-just come… just c-come and s-save me…”

She knew there was no one else to hear or answer her pleas except herself and maybe fate if it ever chose to intervene.

Time became meaningless in those late hours filled with frantic movements and desperate sounds echoing through Yerin's cluttered room.

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