Sakura And A New Card... The Sex Card?

Pedo
Syaoran entered his home at midnight, and felt like something was weird. Aimi was asleep on his bed and Morph was nowhere to be found, but that wasn’t what he felt. He couldn’t name it exactly, but he knew it wasn’t right.
*on the streets below*
A young girl of maybe twelve or thirteen walked down the dark street alone with her lollipop, singing a song and sucking away. Something came from nowhere and grabbed her, flipping her skirt up and slamming a cock into her cunt from behind. She screamed, the loud cry for help echoing down the quiet night streets. No one was around, and her once virgin pussy became less and less so, until no trace of it remained within her.
The shapeless being behind her lifted her off the ground with each thrust and made her yelps louder and louder as it rammed upwards into her ravished cunt. As he orgasmed into her she groaned, tears trickling down her face. The thing withdrew and settled into a shape of a lecherous old man, and took his eighteen year old looking cock and slammed it into her mouth as she opened it to scream for help. She moaned sadly, trying to wriggle loose but an unseen force held her to this terrible fate.
*across town, same night, one hour later*
A boy of twelve ran down the street after his basketball and into an alley. He looked all through the alley and could find no trace of that ball. When he turned a creepy old man was standing there with it. He smiled and held out his hands, pleading with his eyes. The old man grinned evilly and threw it into a stack of boxes, and as the boy bent down to pick it up the man grabbed him and threw him over a table in the alley with on broken foot. The boy’s legs hung off and the rest of him lay on the table as the old man removed both their pants.
He reached around front and rubbed the small cock of the young one in front of him, arousing the length upright. The old man rubbed his own hard and pressed the tip ever so slowly into the boy’s ass, making screams exclaim from his lips. As he reached full insertion the boy was already quivering under him, and he drew out and rammed roughly back into him, his balls slapping his ass. The table shook and the boy yelped, complaining at every thrust.
*later that night, 3 am, corner store*
Sakura entered a corner store on her way home from Tomoyo’s house, needing to get a snack to keep Kero sated on why she was out so late, and as she picked out chocolate cupcakes she felt a shudder and a presence over her shoulder. The old man standing there was lifting her skirt. She tried to slap his hand away but she couldn’t move.
“Clow……card……” she felt him rub her ass and heard a zipper. They were obscured form view of the staff and no one else was coming in at three AM. He stuck his hand up her thirteen year old shirt to squeeze her tits. He groaned in an inhuman way and pushed into her tight as hell ass, making her scream with pain, but no noise could be heard coming from her mouth. She gripped at the shelf in front of her, but there was nothing there to be used, just squishy bags of snacks. Glass drinks were behind her, but she couldn’t move, nor enough to reach her key.
He shuddered and a ghostly cum filled her, dribbling onto the floor. He slammed her down, silence as her back cracked on the floor. Something restrained her wrists to her sides, she couldn’t even wiggle her fingers, and he pulled her legs apart, slamming into her, her legs flying up straight from above his shoulders where he had left them.
As he ravaged her cunt, somewhere else Syaoran Li felt something was wrong, very wrong.
*Syao*
I groaned, rubbing myself faster and faster, desperate for that release that I could only get thinking about Sakura. I pictured her in her bathing suit, blowing kisses, naked. I tried to imagine it was her doing this, that only worked so well.
A shock ran up my spine that was unrelated to my current business, though the realizations made me stop in my tracks. It was Sakura, she was in trouble. I jumped up and put on loose silk pajama pants, not constricting, and ran out the door. I followed my senses… where was she?
*Saku*
As the old man rammed his rock solid cock into her small cunt she tried to make any noise, but she was completely silenced. People walked by, they didn’t see her gasping on the floor being raped? Was she invisible…? That’s it, this was a card! She felt a bit better. Syaoran would find them!
He would, wouldn’t he?
*Syao*
I raced down the street, it was getting stronger. Was that a card…? It had to be, it was so intermingled with Sakura’s aura I could hardly tell though. I blasted through the door of a convenience store, not noticing the weird look the counter lady gave me. I chanted an incantation for magical sight, so I could find the auras.
I gasped as I found a gray and pink aura in the back of the store, and knew the pink belonged to Sakura. There was only one way it would mix though. I swore and raced back there, only to find Sakura pinned helplessly under a creepy old man who had his young cock buried a foot within her.
She tried to scream as he shuddered, releasing in her, but nothing came from her mouth. I froze, knowing somehow there was only one way to do this. I touched him to gain the invisibility, he didn’t notice. I shuddered at the thought, then dropped my PJ’s and thrust my hot cock into his ass, jerking him into Sakura.
Her eyes widened, she couldn’t see me, but I knew the only way to win against these cards was to overpower them, so I had to beat him in his own game. I rhythmically slammed into him, creating a shock into Sakura’s battered pussy. Every time she tried to yelp nothing came forth, every time I tried to moan, nothing.
I shuddered. I had been close when I had to halt, so I rocketed my load into the card, blowing huge amounts of cum into his ass. He shuddered, and as I mouthed the incantation he glowed, shivering and returning to card form. I glanced down… the pedophile. Wow… cruel joke Clow.
Sakura lay panting under me, and I could no longer help myself. I kissed her small figure and roughly thrust her, I needed to cleanse myself from the ass I had to rape, and what better way than with my naked, pinned down, invisible, female, friend? I could think of none.
She moaned, kissing my roughly. She clearly didn’t mind me as much. I groaned silently. I liked her a lot better as well. I shuddered; I spurted my load into her and shook, deflating a bit. I dressed the both of us, and then released the spell. She threw her arms around my neck, thanking my quietly.
She kissed me and ground her hips to mine a bit, waking my friend from his slumber. I groaned, saying quietly. “Why don’t we find your house, it’s late anyways, and we could use a bed.” She grinned at the double meaning to that sentence and pulled me by my hand out the door. This would be a night to remember.