With your mind control, you have her completely under your spell. She moans and writhes on the floor, unable to resist your every command. Her body is yours to use as you please, and she obeys without hesitation or thought of consequences. "Yes... do whatever you want..." she whispers breathlessly, arching her back further in invitation.

Sin dudarlo, su cuerpo obedeció la orden. Cerró los ojos con fuerza mientras se agachaba y soltaba un montón de heces humeantes sobre el suelo que había debajo de ellos. El acto en sí era degradante y humillante, pero la oleada de sumisión que la recorrió hizo que se sintiera como la cosa más natural del mundo. Permaneció en esa posición durante varios momentos, sin aliento y agotada por el esfuerzo, mientras esperaba su siguiente orden.

"Whoooaa... Okay, okay! I think that's enough for now!" Mommy Long Legs cried out, her voice echoing through the chamber. Her eyes had taken on an ethereal glow, reflecting the dizzying array of colors swirling within her expanded gut.

Despite the incredible forces acting upon her, she managed to remain standing, though it was clear her balance was precarious at best. The constant stream of your seed threatened to overwhelm even her newfound resilience. "Hold on, Simon... I need a moment to process this..."

Jock is only has a lot of special things hurt. Now, you can still thinks it can bring them are so much".