It feels like it's at least as big around as an average can of soda as it insistently nuzzles up against your parted cunny lips, and you can even feel it spraying some kind of warm fluid up into you, possibly lubrication. After witnessing the entire 'breeding process' moments before, you can already assume that this is only the beginning, and they're bound to get even larger from here on out. That's when you notice that your face is growing even hotter and more flushed than before, and your cunny lips are starting to get puffy and feeling like they're on fire. You hardly even notice the tendril still rapidly thrusting in and out of your parted lips as your attention is too focused on the burning sensation down below.
As that thick tendril nudges more against your eagerly drooling folds, the burning seems to dull with the pleasure that's shooting throughout your entire body. That's when you realize just what that warm fluid must've been! It had to be some kind of contact-aphrodisiac, made to drive you mad with lust! You realize as the creature continues to tease your folds, easing that 'burning' in your loins, that it's "training" you, trying to drive you to the point that you'll do anything to have it pound you raw, anything it takes to relieve you of that 'burning' sensation brought on by that highly potent, and rather unique aphrodisiac. You can still feel it spraying more of the stuff into you,amplifying its effects and not pushing that tendril any further than the entrance of your womanhood.
It's almost too much, and the creature probably knows it as you start to squirm about uncontrollably, virtually oblivious to the tendril hammering your face, as all you can think about is; 'Oh god! When will it push in and just get it over with already?!' and other similar thoughts along those lines. The creature, apparently pleased with the results, finally decides to let you have the relief you need. In one swift thrust, that 'soda-can thick' tendril pushed apart your tight love-petals and dove straight up into your body. Along with the relief it brings, the aphrodisiac apparently amplified the pleasure gained from it as a result. Your entire body arches up (as much as possible with your knees pressed to your chest), quivering immensely as you let out a loud, muffled moan from behind that other tendril. The sheer, intense pleasure caused by all that teasing leading up to that intial amplified penetration was more than enough to send you over the edge into an explosive orgasm unlike any you've ever felt before. You can already feel your toes grow numb as your body is wracked by the immense pleasure of it all. Even then, you can feel that tendril that had been consistently slamming your throat starting to twitch.
Almost without warning, you can feel the creature's thick seed starting to fire down your throat in large bursts. At least, you assume it's seed, as the tendril continues firing at least a dozen more thick streams of the stuff into your stomach. It starts to pull out before it's even done, and a burst of it splashes across your tongue, while the other splatters across your forehead as it pulls free of your lips. You start to spit out the remnants, but that's when you notice the odd flavor of it. It's.... delicious! You don't know why, or how, but the thick liquid in your mouth tastes wonderful, and you've just suddenly got the urge to have more! As if it was reading your mind, another tendril, this one taking the time to curl around one of your plump breasts first, moves up to shove itself between your lips, picking up where the last one left off. Just as it starts to thrust, you're reminded of that other thick tendril still resting in your lower body. Without warning, it begins rapidly pistoning in and out of your tender, puffy folds, just as you barely manage to recover from that first massive orgasm.
This creature is relentless... it's already got you virtually 'hypnotized' into enjoying every moment of it, and you know there's still much more of this to come. |