Such an unfamiliar land. Storybrooke was quite a strange place, but Peter found himself forced to run. His powers here were not as great as they once were in Neverland, in fact he could do practically nothing, but he kept running down the dark streets when suddenly he felt as though he'd been punched in the face, but it wasn't a fist.
A round, meaty butt bashed Peter's face back and forth right there in the middle of a dark alley. It hit him back and forth in the most degrading way, until he finally fell to the ground. Then, the enormous, strong but smooth buttocks squashed him to the ground.
"Oh, Pan, you don't look so good," David said, though Pan couldn't see his face, the voice was powerful enough to send anger through him. "You should eat something."
FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTT!!!!!!!!
"Oohhhh yeeeah! Nice and wet for ya," David laughed.
"Get off me, Charming!" Peter yelled into David's crack, grabbing his beefy ass cheeks and trying to push them off violently, but David was too strong.
"Oh yeah, keep doin' that. It feels good!"
"You WILL pay for this!" Peter shouted.
"Awwww, but I just wanted to help out a lost boy in the streets, Peter. Can't you find your daddy?"
FAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRT!!!!
"Ugh! Get your fat ass off me!" Peter yelled.
"Ha! This is rich! The little brat who nearly killed me, took me from my wife, nearly trapped me on that island and tried to kill Henry is begging for mercy."
"Actually I'm demanding it," Peter yelled.
David lips pulled up into a smile and he spread his creamy ass cheeks apart, exposing his tight stink-hole to Peter and then.
FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRT!!!!!!!
This fart sent Peter into a state where he was barely conscious, so David got off the boy moaning in disgust beneath his gaseous globes. He slapped his round bubble butt down on Peter's face once more, and with a laugh, finished Peter off by leaning down, letting his perfect stomach rumble for a second and belching in the boy's face, filling Peter's nose with David's manly breath and knocking him out completely. When Peter woke up, he found himself . . .
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