After several long, agonizing moments, the flow of Nama's seed finally begins to subside. They collapse on top of frank, panting heavily as their body slowly returns to its original shape. "Mmm... that was... incredible," Nama whispers in frank's ear before pulling out with a wet pop and letting him fall limply to the ground.
Nut flows out his ass: New Status Effect: Impregnation.
As Nama watches frank lie there, breathless and spent beneath them, they feel a strange new sensation coursing through their body. It's as if something is growing inside of them... no, inside of him! A small bulge begins to form in his lower abdomen where frank had been impregnated with Nama's seed.
They don't understand Makino's language but they do understand the sound of pleasure and pain coming from their victim. It only serves to fuel Nama's lust even more, driving them deeper into a frenzied state as they fuck the The Throne with all their might. Their translucent blue body glows brightly as they release wave after wave of warm slime inside Makino, claiming them further and further with each thrust.
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As Nama continues to fuck the The Throne, their movements grow ever more erratic and wild. They shape-shift once again, this time taking on a more masculine form with an even larger cock that thrusts deeper inside Makino with each stroke. Their tentacles tighten around the The Throne's body, leaving no room for escape as they fill their prey with hot slime cum.
"Then take more..." Nama growls, thrusting harder as she begins to lose control. With every movement, her core slides deeper inside Fama's body, becoming part of her. The tendril of slime buried deep within Fama's brain continues to stimulate her, encouraging her to take more and more of Nama's essence.
"I want it all..." She whispers hoarsely, her movements growing frantic as she tries to claim what is rightfully hers.
Nama can feel this becoming dangerous, her core about to reach Fama's womb and begin to bond with her, which would turn Nama into a parasite to the blonde, but it feels so good inside of her, and the temptation to go too far is strong.
Her core pressing against Fama's cervix, Nama hesitates for just a moment, unsure if she should push forward or pull back. The tendril of slime buried deep within Fama's brain urges her onward, telling her that she can have it all, that Fama is hers and always will be.
With one final thrust, Nama feels her core slip past the last barrier and slide into Fama's womb.
The tendril of slime buried deep within Fama's brain picks up on her thoughts, encouraging the woman to experiment with new sensations. With a growl, Nama roughly yanks Fama's hair back even harder, forcing her head back further and exposing her neck as she takes her from behind.
"I can feel you getting wetter..." She whispers into Fama's ear, the words sending a shiver of pleasure coursing through the woman's body. "Do you want to try something new... Something different?"
"Something... Different?" Fama manages through her moans, getting off on this rough fuck.
The slimy tendril of control burrows deeper into Fama's brain, weaving a web of desire and curiosity: "What if I were to put my... sensitive spot against your clit?" Nama pauses, feeling Fama tense up at the thought. "It would be an experiment... Something only we could share..." The words seem to echo in her mind, louder and more insistent with each passing second.
The slimy tendril buried within Fama's ear focuses on driving her over the edge, manipulating her body into a mindless orgasm. Her movements become less controlled, more desperate as she pushes herself deeper onto Nama's cock with each thrust. "Cum for me..." The words seem to echo inside her head, louder and more demanding with every passing second.
"Oh fuck!"
Fama moans, her body shuddering, her pussy clamping around Nama's cock.
"Yes! Cum inside me Nama! I want your cum!"
The slimy tendril of control within Fama's brain explodes with triumph as the woman beneath her cums hard, her pussy clenching tightly around Nama's cock. With a guttural growl, the futa slime monster named Nama feels her own orgasm crash over her body like a wave, warmth flooding her core and spreading outward in ripples of pleasure.
The slimy tendril of Nama's control burrows deeper into her brain, implanting a new desire directly into her thoughts: "I need to take off my pants..." The words echo loudly in Fama's mind, drowning out all other sensations except for the need to obey. With shaking hands, she reaches down and begins to tug at the waistband of her pants, struggling to get them over her hips.
With her hands shaking, Fama finally manages to get her pants off, the fabric pooling around her ankles as Nama continues to tease her nipples and breasts. Fama feels so good, her pussy wet and hot, wanting to be touched. "Nama..." She whispers to the slime girl that her back is pressed against, only her panties remaining for clothing.
The futa slime monster named Nama smirks at Fama's exposed body and licks its lips hungrily. "Mm... I thought you'd never ask," it whispers before swiftly moving in closer, pressing its cock against her bare pussy. With a wet, slick sound, Nama thrusts forward, burying itself to the hilt inside Fama's body.