Tight End Into Wide Receiver: A Story of Handicap Molestation

By Bong & Schoolgirl Studly

Sponsored by The Logic Stream Network

Artie Abrams was so excited he finally got to be on the football team, even though he was a cripple and couldn't use his legs so there was no way he was using his feet making his participation a charade. As a wheelchair bound boy, Artie was in a wheelchair. That meant he was in a wheelchair instead of a person who walked and used their feet, a prerequisite for football playing. His wheelchair had wheels, like a bus or a car, and not feet, making it more wheelball than football, but whatever, this is a liberal af high school so yea, who cares.

Coach Beiste was hungry for some defenseless boy, and that is exactly how she felt her team was when Artie Abrams was on the field, defenseless. This was because he was in a wheelchair and was incredibly easy for the other team to tackle. He was easy to tackle, Artie Abrams, because he was in a wheelchair and wasn't running on the field, but rolling, because he had wheels instead of feet. Well, technically, he had feet, but only to put shoes on as his legs, and therefore his feet, were one hundred and ten percent useless. But not one hundred and twenty percent useless as people with feet fetishes could still pleasure themselves to his feet. He/She saw Artie in the locker room alone, as it took him a lot longer to get dressed than the other kids who could use their feet and didn't have clunky wheels prohibiting them from doing things, like defending your football team's front line at a normal speed. She walked over to him, touching her flabby breasts along the way.

"Hey Artie, you were awful out there. The worst player in the history of football, you were a disgrace to our team uniform and I hope you know personally, I wish you were dead you schmuck loser putz dick."

Artie began to cry such large tears, it was like chubby rain falling down onto the floor, except this chubby rain didn't have aliens in it, it was only chubby because Artie felt bad about himself. Seeing the chubby tears gave Coach Beiste a chubby, as a kid who had worthless legs and was bound to a wheelchair crying was as beautiful as the Grand Canyon at sunset to any rational thinking person with a normal, sexual appetite.

"I just got this penis surgically grafted onto me. They made it out of my loose va-jayjay.

Want to see how it fits inside you little boy?"

Artie screamed "No!" but it was too late, as there was nobody left to hear them, as they all walked away as they all had legs and none of them were slow wheelchair using people who make good molestation victims. Coach Beiste did things so horrible I won't describe them to you here, but if you me money I will totally tell you the details privately.

THE END.