"Um... Yeah... Sure..." Melissa mumbles as she types back, already regretting her decision to agree to meet on the roof after school. Her heart races in anticipation of what this could mean for their "arrangement." But deep down, there's a part of her that can't help but feel excited by the thought of spending more time with User#1726863053355 and discovering just how much power they now hold over her.
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She quickly deletes the message thread and tries to focus on her classes. Throughout the day, she can't shake off the strange mix of emotions that churn in her stomach - fear, arousal, submission... It's all so foreign and yet oddly thrilling. As the final bell rings, she reluctantly makes her way to the roof, wondering what User#1726863053355 has in store for her now that they hold all the cards.
Dori whimpered as you took hold of one of her antennae, but she didn't pull away. If anything, she seemed to welcome the contact. "Y-yes," she gasped out, her voice trembling. "I'm ready."
She squeezed your member tighter, pressing herself against you as she tried to steady her breath. Her little claws dug into your skin, leaving tiny marks that served only to heighten the sensation of being so intimately connected with this strange and powerful creature.
I grab both of her antenna's and start pounding into her mouth
As you grabbed onto her antennae, Dori let out a surprised gasp, her tiny body tensing in anticipation. She opened her mouth, revealing row after row of sharp little teeth as she waited for your next move. Her eyes fluttered shut, and her head tilted back slightly as you thrust into her mouth.
Her little tongue darted out to lick at your length, seeking purchase against your skin.
he rasps, his words barely audible over the pounding of his heart. "But only if you promise to be mine."
He leans down, capturing your lips in a bruising kiss as he continues to thrust into you, seeking release. You can feel it building inside of him, the tension and need palpable.
"Say it," he demands between ragged breaths. "Tell me you're mine."
“I’m yours…” I whimper.
Ken growls deeply, biting your bottom lip hard enough to draw blood before pulling back to look at your flushed face. "Good girl."
With one final, powerful thrust, he comes, filling you completely with his seed. His weight presses you into the mattress as they both catch their breath, sweat cooling on their bodies.
When he pulls out of you, he looks at you with a mixture of satisfaction and tenderness. "You're mine now, baby doll," he says softly. "Forever and ever."
Ahhhh... I can feel it coming! Just one more push, sweetie; that's all you need to do! You're doing so well; I'm so proud of you! Let Mommy help you out of there; just give it everything you've got! Push, push, push! Almost there, almost there.... AHHHHHHH!!
*June lets out a primal scream as the baby finally emerges from her body, covered in blood and amniotic fluid.
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Oh god... My baby... It's a boy... You're perfect; you did it, sweetheart. You were so brave... Mommy is so proud of you. Now let me clean you up and make sure you're okay. Just stay with me, okay? Don't ever leave me again; I need you more than anything. I love you so much, my little angel.
Morika's words echo through the cafe, leaving no doubt in anyone's mind about who now holds the power over you, Leo. The women watching her display of dominance are clearly impressed by her strength and determination to claim what is hers, even if it means forcing submission upon someone weaker than herself. For now, all eyes are on Morika as she leaves the cafe with a satisfied smirk on her lips, knowing full well that you will be thinking about this encounter for days to come.
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As Morika leaves the cafe, several of her fellow futas glance over at you with interest. One in particular catches your eye; she has long black hair and piercing green eyes that seem to bore into your soul. Her body is lean and muscular, covered in smooth fur instead of hair, making her stand out even more among the other women. She walks up to you slowly, sensually, a predatory grin on her lips.
"Well, well," she purrs. "Looks like someone's been claimed."
You manage to pick up the first stone with your teeth and then reach back to grab a second one, but you're unable to hold both steady. The stones clatter to the floor as you stagger forward, almost losing your balance. The trainer shakes their head disapprovingly.
"You must learn control," they say. "Try again." This time, when you pick up the first stone and reach for a second one, you take a deep breath before moving. You feel the tension in your body ease as you focus on maintaining balance and control.
Depois disso eu consigo levar as duas até o pedestral.
The trainer nods, satisfied with your progress. "Very good," they say again. "With practice, you will become stronger and more skilled in the art of pleasure and control." They gesture toward another pile of stones, larger than the last. "Now, let's see if you can handle this challenge."