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Monday, June 11, 2012

Your a Horse!!!!!

I was walking through the woods not a year ago, just behind my Uncle’s house. It was dark out, just after dusk, but I felt unafraid. I knew these woods, and there was nothing in them more threatening than a fox, so I continued down to my spot down by the creek where I go to when I want to think. Sometimes I’ll even sleep down there. I reached the flat rock that was buried flush with the ground right up on the creeks edge, and started building up a small fire with some sticks and fire wood that I kept down there. In no time at all there was a nice fire going, and me there roasting a hotdog. My life feels boring, nothing ever happens to me. I’m not particularly smart or athletic, though I am on the football team, and in the “harder” classes. Coming out here makes me different from other people; I’m unafraid of being alone in the dark where others would be.
As the hotdog is starting to sizzle, I hear something. A twig snapped, and I think that it must be a raccoon or something like that, maybe even a deer if I’m lucky, so I stare into the shadows where I think the noise came from. For several moments, nothing happens, but as I take a bite out of my hotdog a light shines.
Dam! I think. I hadn’t considered that it might be human, and I’m not supposed to be out this late. I start to get up, but stop as the light draws into the clearing of trees. My first thought is that it’s a horse, a horse so white that the moonlight reflects off of it like snow on a sunny day, but looking closer I realize that it has a horn. It’s a unicorn!
“Please, sit down.” Says the unicorn, and although I didn’t see it move, save for the swish of it’s tail, the voice couldn’t have been anyone else.
“Whoa, you just talked. A unicorn just talked to me.”
“Yes, I am a unicorn, in fact I am one of the last. There are only five unicorns left, and they are all female, like me. I fear we will die out before too long.”
“Well that’s horrible,” I say, taking a bite out of my hotdog. “I wish I could help you, but…”
“Oh, but you can,” she says, eyes sparkling. “That is why I’m here tonight. I’ve been watching you, and I think you’re perfect.”
I swallow the rest of my hotdog, using the time to think. I can see already where this is going, this imaginary creature is going to have me go on a quest or something, just like some sort of gay dungeons and dragons deal, and I’ll wake up next to my fire after having dozed off before I’m even halfway done doing whatever she asks me to do.
“Sure,” I say. “What can I do to help you”
The unicorn looks away, as if it were suddenly shy, but then looks me in the eye.
“I need you to become a unicorn. Believe me when I say this is a last resort, but if you’re willing to help, I will turn you into a unicorn, and you will breed with me. If you accept, there will be no turning back, and the process itself will be long.”
I stare at her, trying to figure out if this is really a dream, she certainly looks real. Still, I suppose I must be dreaming, or hallucinating. What can the harm be Besides, this might be sexy. I’ve only just started high school, and I haven’t been getting much action, so what’s the harm in some fantasy.
“Ok…so if I accepted, how would I become a unicorn, what would happen.”
“Well, magic users for centuries have used unicorn hair, horns, and blood in their magic, greatly increasing the potency of their power and potions. Many great and terrible things have been done through the use of unicorns, and as a result of the demand for unicorn the numbers of unicorns dropped from hunting. Still, no magic user has discovered this secrete. Unicorn milk also has great magic potential, and if drunk by a human, who is not yet fully grown, it will turn them into a unicorn. You must drink my milk every night, until what I have is not enough to fill you, for until then you will not truly be a unicorn. I do not know how long it will take, but I am lactating tonight, and, unless you help me, tonight only. You need not worry about being hunted yourself, for the males of our species resemble horses, and do not have the distinguishing horn. We shall protect you and take you to a safe place once the transformation is complete.”
“Wait, so I’m your races only chance”
“It would appear so.”
I look into the fire. “Well then I guess I have no choice then. What do I do.”
She walks over to me, the clop of her hooves on the rock echoing through the woods.
“You must drink, as the young of our species do.”
I kneel down beside her, and examine her soft white underbelly. Indeed, there are two nipples under each of her rear legs. Reaching up in a sudden act of free will and carelessness I put my face against her fur, latched onto the nearest black nipple, and began sucking. Immediately gushes of hot, thick, and creamy milk start pulling out as I suck, now enormously hungry and thirsty. The unicorn sighs from relief as the pressure is released, but very quickly I start becoming full. It’s almost as if the milk had expanded in my stomach, and now rests like lead.
“Very good, and thank you. My milk is very nutritious, so you may not have much of an appetite, even though you will be experiencing a great deal of growth, and I would ask that you not eat anything so as to save as much room as possible for tomorrow night. I will see you tomorrow, little one. Go back to bed.”
“Ok…” I say, suddenly very drowsy from the warm, filling milk. I decide that I might as well sleep outside tonight, and I set my watch to wake me up early, so that I can slip into my bedroom before my uncle gets up.
“Sweet dreams little one.”
The next morning I wake up to the beeping of my watch. I had fallen asleep on the rock, up against the firewood.
That was a heck of a dream, I think. Standing up, I brush myself off, and kick the ashes from the fire into the creek. Quickly, I sneak back into my room, and head into the hall to use the restroom. I pull down my pants to go number one, but very quickly find that I can’t find my penis. A thrill of panic runs through me, was that dream real Did that unicorn turn me into a woman I look down, and realize that my dick isn’t gone, to my relief, but rather hidden inside a sheath of skin with the head just barely sticking out. The head of my penis is huge, and from my time on the internet I realize it’s a horses penis. The area around my penis his covered in quarter inch long, thick brown hair, as well as the inside of my legs. My ball sac has become leathery and black, as well as my penis, and my balls themselves have practically doubled in size, now the size of large walnuts.
Damn, I think. How am I gonna piss The angle is all wrong, unless I wanted to arch it into the toilet. Maybe I can give myself a chubby, so I can have a little play to aim with. And so I start rubbing the head and thinking sexual thoughts. Almost immediately my new penis starts expanding and sliding out of it’s pouch, so I stop masturbating, and with a foot long flaccid cock I piss like a race horse into the toilet, literally.
Shit, I think. That was definitely not a dream then, unless I’ve just gone crazy and I’m in a rubber room right now. I don’t think I’m crazy, so what am I gonna do I sit down on the toilet seat. Well, I guess I go with it. She did say I was her only hope, and I made a deal. Besides, who’ll miss me And what do I have to look forward to in life except a low paying job Heck, like I said, this could be sexy, correct that, is sexy.
I look down at my shrinking cock, and I get an idea. Might as well test the new system ,I think, since I might not have hands for long. Taking out the hand lotion from the cabinet, I squirt a large amount into my hands after setting aside a pile of unrolled toilet paper. Rubbing my hands together, I start massaging my member, and it immediately responds to me by extending more and more. I realize I made a miscalculation on how much lotion I’ll need, and fill my hands up with more. Very quickly I have a rock hard boner, and it has to be at least two and a half feet long, almost as thick as my wrist, and reaches up to my mouth. I can’t pass this opportunity up, so I wash off the top end of my dick in the tub, then start sucking it. The head is huge, I have to open up all the way to fit it in, and then I start massaging the shaft while sucking the end, licking the piss hole and the head, and trying to deep throat it, though the angle is all wrong for that. It’s definitely not a human cock, and looks a whole a lot different than my cock had before I met the unicorn, the head being bumpy instead of smooth, and my sheath that had been hiding most of my cock had extended out with it, connected to the middle of my dick, creating a two layer appearance.
BANG BANG BANG. “Jake! You in there” asks my uncle.
I take my dick out of my mouth, “Yeah, just dropping a duce.”
“Ok, I’ll use the other bathroom then.”
I let out a sigh, wait a minute, then resume my attentions. After a while I feel myself about ready to cum, so I quickly stand up, still sucking and massaging, and then grab the wad of toilet paper.
It’s all I can do to keep from yelling as an explosion of cum streams out and hits the toilet paper. The stream keeps going for a few seconds, running off the toilet paper and into the open toilet, then a second wave hits and fresh gust of cum fills the toilet. The toilet paper had been woefully inadequate for the amount of cum, but luckily I had held the wad over the toilet. I then get into the shower, after flushing what had seemed like a cup of cum down the toilet, and clean myself up including my new horse cock, which slowly retreats back into it’s sheath.
Skipping breakfast,(I’m not hungry anyway), I head out to work. My new penis and balls, even though my penis has mostly retreated into my body and sheath, has made a large bulge, and since it’s anatomy forces it to aim upwards it appears that I have a hard on, so I had to un-tuck my shirt and fill my pockets with junk. I get to the local grocery store alright, and clock in for a long shift of selling and bagging groceries. I was doing fine until I started thinking about last night and this morning in the bathroom, and I start to get a boner.
Oh no, I think, but my situation only makes me harder. I try to think about other things, but the presence of my new horse cock pressing up against my skin counteracts all my efforts. My dick, because it’s a horses dick, lays flat against my belly, and reaches higher up than my human one, so it's already past past my buckle as it is. The problem is, however, as it grows in size is starts to arch out, so I take the red tape that we use for marking items outside of the bags, pull out a long strip, and tape my penis to my chest. I repeat this two more times, and to anyone watching it only looks like I’m putting tape up my shirt and on my chest. I lean forward a little too, to help disguise any bulge.
Uh oh, I think, running out of shirt. And I really am. As my new huge penis is enlarging, its now working its way up my collar, and showing no sign of stopping. I turn off my light, indicating line closed, bag up the little old lady in line faster than I ever have bagged before, then I race off to the bathrooms. Just as I close the stall, my penis pokes out of the collar and keeps going, still not completely rigid.
Dam, I don’t remember it being this big before. Could it still be growing It finally levels off at about three feet, and is now just above my head.
“I can help you with that.” Says a woman’s voice from outside my stall, and the stall door opens. Standing there is Jessica, a fellow employee that I’ve always thought was hot. “I had heard some things, but nothing like that,” she says, motioning to my swaying dick, obviously very turned on by it.
“This is the men’s room, besides, what if someone comes in”
“Don’t worry, I told the manager that you looked like you had the flu, and I’m here to make sure you’re ok, but maybe not here I won’t tell anyone about it if you come to my house, we can tell Tom that I’m driving you home. I need to have that cock in me.”
“Sure.” I agree, eager. “But I need to get rid of this boner.”
“Just think non-sexy thoughts, and hurry up please.”
“Easy for you to say,” but I concentrate anyway, and after a minute my penis has shrunken enough to be hidden again when I bend over a little.
At her house, her mom and dad are obviously away.
“Yeah, they’re at work, and neither will be back for at least five more hours.” She says when I ask. “Now let's see that cock!” and she pulls my shirt off, and I step out of my pants. My cock has withered a little from the ride, but is still out of its sheath. I notice that my balls too have become substantially larger.
“Omigod, it’s just like a horse’s.”
“Yeah, tell me about it.” I reply, but am cut short as she grabs it and puts it in her mouth. She has obviously done this before, if not for this large a cock, and I’m back to full mast once more. I have to lay down for her to keep at it, and right before she stops she sucks my dick into her mouth, taking me deep down into her throat.
“Now me,” she orders, “but don’t let me cum, not yet.” I get down and start teasing her cunt. I find that it’s already hot, the lips have puffed up and spread apart slightly, and a small dribble of cum is leaking out. I tease her a little at first, flicking my tongue across her folds, then go for gold, digging out her clit from beneath her hood, and swirling my tongue around it. Immediately her back arches, pressing her snatch into my face, and she cries out from the sudden over stimulation of her little love button.
“If you liked that, you’d love this.” I say, in between sliding my tongue up and down her slit and licking her clit. I begin multitasking while still keeping at her clit, with her jerking and rubbing her nipples, and I slip a finger into her vagina, then two fingers. Dam, she’s tighter than a virgin, I think, but am still able to spread my two fingers apart inside her, straining my hand with the tension, and begin steadily massaging the wall of her vagina that’s right against her belly, pressing and rubbing against the lesser know bump that is the g-spot. She screams in pleasure, unable to contain herself, and thrusts her pelvis in the air with a humping motion, trying to trigger the overwhelming need to cum, and cum hard, but right then I stop, leaving her writhing on her mattress in a frightening amount of frustration.
She reaches up and grabs me forcibly by the shoulders, digging her nails into me, and pulls me on top of her, my mammoth cock pressing against her hot skin and in between her breasts.
“Why! Why’d you stop!!!” but she doesn’t wait for an answer, rolling me onto my side, and scooting up to position herself on top of my dick.

“FUCK ME!!!” she cries, shaking with the need to cum and lack of stimulus. She slides up the matress and aims the head of my dick at her opening.
I comply, and apply force, pressing my huge head up against her slick pussy lips. At first it doesn’t seem that I’ll fit inside, but after a bit more force her lips part, and I’m in about an inch. We join hands, and pull ourselves together, slowly inch by inch burying my member into her incredibly tight pussy, until nearly thirteen inches are inside her.
“I want it all.” She says, pushing hard against me. So I pull out a few inches, then ram back in, planting deeper inside her and making her writhe. She lets go of my hands, and I pull back again to slam another inch into her, and now I finally hit a wall, her cervix.
“Deeper Jake! Come on!” I oblige, and pull back a full six inches, then slam into her cervix. She clenchs on my dick and squirms, I’m now close enough to hold her beautiful breasts, and I lean in to hug them. Once more I pull back and hit her cervix, and now I feel it start to give way. It’s starting to open, and I quickly draw back again and slam into it again and again. The third times the charm, and just like her pussy, her cervix spreads wide and I slide all the way in and bottom out in her cervix, though I haven’t reached the bottom of my dick. Jessica orgasms, screaming in pleasure and pain, and squeezes my penis like nothing ever has before. After she releases my dick, I begin pumping, the tight seal causing a large amount of friction, despite her wetness, and her belly inflates and deflates with each pump. I fuck like a wild animal, going faster and in longer pulls that I ever have before. In only a few minutes, I feel my balls begin to tighten when I feel her about to orgasm again, and in seconds she clamps onto me, right as my orgasm hits. My penis explodes with come, but can’t be pressed back because of the force with which Jessica is gripping me, and neither can the come go around my dick. Her already overinflated belly expands like a balloon, and I keep cumming, not twice, but three times.
“Oh, ohhhhhhhh.” She moans, rubbing her belly. She looks as if she swallowed a small mellon, and we lay there , still joined, until my dick slowly starts to shrink. When I pull it out, our cum runs out like a faucet, and onto the bed.
“That was incredible Jake, I haven’t been laid in weeks, and that was one hell of a lay. Thank you.”
“No, thank you. Just don’t tell anyone, this was between you and me.” Then I get out of bed, dress, and leave her house. When I get into my car, I feel like the whole interior may have shrunk, and I have to scoot the seat back all the way.
“Huh, I must be growing.”
I drive home, and spend the rest of the day watching TV and surfing the internet. When it’s near six, I call in work, and tell them that I won’t be able to work tomorrow, and possibly for the next week, and shortly after my uncle gets home and plops down in front of the television.
“Hey, Jake” he asks as I pass through the living room to the kitchen. “You growing a pony tail”
In a moment of panick and stupidity, I grab my ass to see if a tail had sprouted.
“No, ya idjit, I ment your hair. You high or something”
I reach up and feel the back of my neck, and discover a line of soft hair growing there, a mane. My uncle has mistaken it in the dark for a pony tail.
“Yeah, didn’t you notice” I respond. He just grunts, and I head back into the kitchen to eat, then remember the unicorns advice, and head back up to my room.
I wait in my room until I hear him head to bed, then wait a little longer until it’s almost completely dark out. Again I sneak out, and head to the same spot as last night. When I get there I find the fire already going, and the unicorn already waiting.
“How are you young one”
“I’m fine, and your milk is working too if you’re asking.” I take off my shirt and pants to show her the changes.
“This is very good, and a good sign that the changes started in your loins. Did you eat or drink today”
“Not really.”
“Then you must be hungry,” she says, eyes sparkling in a smile. “Please use the other nipple, it would comfort the pressure, and I would like to try and keep it somewhat even.” She presents her other side to me, and I walk up to her and again kneel. I find the nipple much more quickly, and immediately start suckling the thick, rich milk out, warm streams of it flowing down my throat. I drink for a much longer time, eager to fill my belly, and soon find that I can’t drink any more. With a stomach full of liquid, I again lie by the fire, sleepy from the large dinner of warm milk.
“You know, I never asked you your name,” I say, yawning.
“My name is Lenail. Now rest, and grow little one.” She nuzzles my cheek, and I slowly drift off to a dreamless sleep.

The next day I wake up with a start. I had forgotten to set my watch, so uncle must have noticed I had gone, but since this isn’t very unusual for me, I calm down quickly. I then realize I had neglected to put my cloths back on after showing the unicorn my body, and I look down at myself with a start and stand up. Coarse dark brown fur has grown over all of my body, and my muscle definition has increased greatly. I get up, and find that my hearing has improved, and my sight seems more spread out than before. Feeling a light brush on my legs, I look behind me and see a black horses tail swishing. Feeling my head, my face feels normal, but the hair on the top of my head has shortened, with exception to a mane of hair running along the back of my head and my neck. Also I feel that my ears have migrated to the top of my head, and are now the ears of a horse.. I walk over to a pool of water, and as luck would have it there isn’t any breeze to ripple the puddle. My face is indeed the same, though covered in brown hair and a little bit wider. My mane is also black, to match my tail.
I walk over to my pile of cloths, and find that they don’t fit anymore. The size is wrong, my muscles, limbs, chest, and everything are now thicker and bigger, and also a little off in the dimensions. I’m too tall, my arms are too long, and my chest too wide.
That magic stuff sure was busy while I was asleep. I think. I can’t go back home. Uncle will probably send out a search party, but mostly he’ll be relieved to be free of me.
I decide to go and try to find where the unicorn is staying, and start off into the woods. Everything feels different, the way things sound and look, the smells, the feel of the breeze. I feel free. Even walking feels different, as if my bones had changed shape slightly, which they probably had. I know of a nice little clearing a little ways away that I like to go to as well, so that I can watch the rabbits, and head there. After a quick jog over, I find the clearing, but no unicorn. I walk out into the middle, and sit down in the tall grass. A rabbit comes out of a hole right next to me, and hops past me as if I wasn’t there, or maybe it knew that I wasn’t a threat somehow. A sound, a snort, comes from my right, and my ears angle toward it automatically.
“Is that you Lenail You know, you’re not very quite.”
“I’m quite when I want to be. I’m simply announcing my presence so that I won’t startle you. Why aren’t you at your home”
“Because I can’t go back if I look like this. It was going to happen eventually you know, and if I had gone back today, I would be in a metal room with scientists looking all over me right now.”
“Then it is good that you didn’t go back. Would you like to follow me to where we’ll be staying nowIt’s a farm quite a ways away, and the people there have been secretly housing unicorns for generations. It’s sort of a hotel, if you will, and you can stay as long as you like when we get there. It’ll take several days though.”
“Then we should get started.”
As we are walking, the unicorn pointing the way, she startles me by asking, “Who was that girl you slept with yesterday” I choke.
“How did you know”
“I could smell it on you of course. It’s not a bad thing at all, if you think I’m mad. I think that it’s very good that you had sex with a human one last time before you became entirely a unicorn. You may even do it again, if you're lucky, but probably not in the near future, as you must impregnate all of the unicorns first.”
“I have a question, if male unicorns look like regular horses, then how do you know that there are no more male unicorns”

“That’s a very good question little one. Male unicorns do greatly resemble horses, but there are a few things that set them apart. One, they generally are very strong, fast, and agile by horse standards, are a little more elegant, almost with an elvish quality to them, they are incapable of impregnating a horse, are capable of impregnating a unicorn, and they can talk, but the easiest and most effective way to tell is the way they smell. You can just smell it, at least if you’re a female unicorn that is.”
“Oh, do I smell like a male unicorn then”
“Yes, very much so.”
After about four hours of walking, with short periods of rest every hour, I feel a gurgle in my stomach.
“I’m hungry, can we stop”
“Of course.”
We stop, and while I drink more of her milk, filling my belly like a balloon, she eats the grass, flowers, and plants nearby.
“You’re getting much bigger, you nearly emptied me on the left side.”
“I think I might vomit if I walk with a full belly like this. I’m getting sleepy again, could we just stop for a quick nap Warm milk makes me so tired.”
“Yes, I could use the time to eat. Sweet dreams little one.”
I wake up and try to stand up again. I find that I can’t, and fall down onto my hands. Looking down, I see that hooves have replaced my hands, and that my entire bone-structure had shifted as I slept. My face feels elongated, and I can see in a nearly 350 degree radius. However, next to Lenail, I’m still very small and weak.
“How long was I out!” I say in garbled English.
“Only about eight hours, you’re growth is accelerating, but you still need to put on a lot of weight. Can you walk” I nod standing up on all fours. Surprisingly it’s easier than I expected, my head is level, my arms have elongated, and all my joints have rearranged, especially my hind legs, which have switched direction at the knee.
“Let’s get going young one, or we’ll never make it to the farm.”

We travel far faster with me on all fours, even though I’m still humanish in appearance, with Lenail’s glow lighting the way in the dark. My endurance has increased, I’m faster, stronger, and it felt like my lungs are huge. We ran for another seven hours, with many breaks, and made a lot of progress, but for all my new strength it was clear that Lenail was waiting for me, leading me like a bumbling child, not even breathing hard. At last we stop for the night, though dawn is breaking.
“I must rest, I’m very sleepy child.” She says to me, stopping near a road, the first we’ve come across ever since going into the woods last morning.
“If you’re hungry, drink now. I’m going to lie down.”
I nuzzle up to her nipple, unable to answer her now because my vocal cords have changed. My elongated face is much more adapt at reaching the nipple, and I quickly drain it. It felt like it held a gallon. Still, however, I’m not full, and I move to the other. I become pleasantly full of milk before she runs out, and we both lay down in the grass under a tree together.
I awake to Lenail nudging me with a hoof. I get off the ground, heavily, and I feel a lot bigger. Standing straight up, I realize I’m almost as big as Lenail, and my footing feels much surer.
“You are starting to look the part, little one. We will need to cross this road, and then it’s only a half day’s journey to the farm.” I only nod back at her. “What is it” she asks, sounding worried. “Why don’t you talk”
“I don’t know how to,” I think.
“Yes you do, you just did.”
“You mean you heard that My thoughts”
“Yes, but I’ll only hear the thoughts you want me to hear. If you ever want to talk to humans, however, then prepare to be disappointed, most humans won’t be able to hear you. That’s what makes you so special, and part of what makes this family we’re about to meet so special.”
“Ok…What’s that smell”
Lenail sniffs. “Thunder. Let’s hurry.”
We reach the road, and gallop across. We’re now in a cornfield, and sprint the last leg of out journey. In about eight hours, I see a collection of building on the horizon, but just then the rain hits like waves of buckets, and we stop beneath a small collection of trees, just off the edge of another field. It’s the afternoon, and very hot and humid, even with the rain. Both of us are sweating and dripping wet, and Lenail stops next to a small creek and drinks from it. Realizing my own thirst, I join her, and bow my head to drink, but Lenail gently blocks me with her head.
“Oh, sorry, forgot. May I have some milk”
“Would I say no” she answers, laughing.
I need to once more kneel to reach her nipple I’ve grown so much, and I drain the first one after a few minutes of guzzling. She seems to have even more milk than before, but I too have more room in my stomach. Pulling at her other nipple, I drain every last bit, with a little room to spare.
“Congratulations little one, the transformation is complete.” I stand up and realize that I’ve been taller than her for a while now, by several hands, and am definitely heavier.
“Race you there!” I say, and sprint off like the wind, hooves pounding the soft earth and sending mud into the air behind me. Amazingly, Lenail is able to keep up, being very nimble and light on her feet. She seems almost to glide across the ground, and I can see her at all times is my near 360 vision. After what seems like only a few minutes of running in the rain, a large farm house, a barn, and a two silos appear out of nowhere in front of us.
“Lets go see if they’re home, shall we” says Lenail.
We trot over to the door and Lenail nuzzles the doorbell. After a few moments footsteps arrive, and an ancient, chubby grandfather opens the door. He wipes the condensation from his glasses, then looks at us again.
“Darla! We’ve got a horse and a unicorn out here in the rain! Come help me dry them off and settle them in. Let me show you two to the stables.”
The old man walks over to a small stout building on the other side of the barn, and opens the door for us. We walk in, steam rising off our backs, and pad across the loose dirt and hay floor to the stalls. A teenage girl bursts in behind us.
“Grandpa! Where’s the unicorn What’s her name”
“Her name’s Lenail sweetie, if you remember her, but right now they need to be rubbed down, they’ve been running in the rain. I’m afraid we can’t cool you two down though,” he adds, addressing us. “Not enough room in the stable.”
“Actually, we’re both unicorns.” Corrects Lenail.
The old man walks up to me with a towel as if he didn’t hear nothing, but the teenager stops dead.
“Grandpa, Lenail just said that they’re both unicorns! A male unicorn!!! Where did you find him Lenail”
“Less talk, more rub.” Says the old man as he begins drying me off. “Quite the handsome young man you found though Lenail. He must be seventeen hands tall, and in very good condition.” After toweling us dry, they show us to separate stalls, put a hay bale in each and a bag of oats, and fill the troughs with water.
“Thank you.” We both say in unison.
“They said thanks grandpa, now can you tell us where you found him”
“I found him not far from here, but he was a young man only a few days ago. There were no more males in the world, I’m sure of that now, so he volunteered to become one.”
“No way! Can I become a unicorn too Pleeeease”
“I’m sorry, but this was a one time thing, and it had to be a male. I chose him. Besides, you’d miss being human, and you’d miss your family and talking to your grandpa.”
She looks at her feet, “I guess, but I still wana.” She turns to me. “What’s your name,” she asks me.
“Jake.” I answer.
“Nice to meet you Jake, my name’s Darla. Is there anything more you need”
“I wouldn’t know, I’m new to this frankly.” I reply.
“Nothing more, thank you both.” says Lenail.
“No problem, We’ll see you both in the morning, looks like we’re gonna have to sit this one out, hope there’s no tornado.”
“G’night you two,” says the grandpa, and he shuts the doors, closing off the driving rain.
“Do I really have to eat straw” I ask Lenail.
“It’s hay, and yes, you need to eat it. It’s good for you. You should get some solids into your system anyway, so eat up.” She herself takes a mouthful of hay, careful not to hit her horn on the wall, and begins chewing it. Sighing, I too take a bite of hay, and find it not at all bad tasting. I also take drinks of water every once in while between mouthfuls of hay.
“What’s that smell.” I say, nostrils flaring. “It smells good.”
“I don’t smell anything.” She answers, though she walks out of her stall and over to mine.
“I think it’s you,” I say. As she moves closer the smell gets stronger, and my penis pokes out of it’s sheath. “I think you’re in heat.”
“Ooo, that’s very good timing then. I wasn’t sure myself.” My cock is getting longer, and is now pointing at the ground, about a foot long. I can’t help but snort and stamp a hoof, the smell is very arousing.
She doesn’t even need to say anything, I back out and she turns around. Her vulva is opening and closing, dribbling liquid, and my dick becomes as hard as it’s going to get. I walk up to her, sniffing her opening, then probe my tongue into her vagina. My tongue is now quite long, and I dip it all the way into her, causing her to shudder, and her vagina opens up all the more. I then rear up, gently laying down on her back, and walk myself forward until the tip of my member is touching her vagina. I then arch into her, breaking right through her hymen. She whinies right as the thunder crashes, and in one more thrust I’m buried completely inside her, all three feet of me, my member buzzing in the steaming hot hole of her vagina.
“Are you alright I ask.” But I get no more out as her vagina starts contracting rhythmically on my dick, massaging it and pulling it deeper. I immediately start pumping, pulling nearly all the way out, then slamming back in, pulling at her vagina with tremendous force. Faster and faster I pump, stretching her with every powerful thrust and retreat, and slamming in to the hilt. I feel like an animal, thrusting in and out so powerfully and quickly. It seems to last forever, and at the same time all too quickly I feel myself about to cum, and my tennis ball sized balls clamp down. Her orgasm hits first though, and she clenches down impossibly hard on me, but I don’t stop thrusting until I cum like a fire hose, pressing the tip of my dick up against her cervix. I feel her uterus fill up, but before I'm done cumming a second wave hits, my body involuntarily shuddering, causing her to also spasm again as her sensitive genitals’ are becoming stretched by the pressure of my cum. Her clamping only serves to send wave three of cum crashing in, completely filling and stretching her uterus, and leaking past my penis. I thrust upwards one more time, again over stimulating out genitals, and we both come one last time, her squeezing and spazming vagina holding back all of our cum.

We stand there, me still on her back, and still hard inside of her. Oddly, I’m not exhausted like I should be, and without warning she clamps down on me again, sucking the lingering cum out of my dick, and with that I begin fucking her again, the pulling and pushing causing cum to squirt and fly from her full vagina. All the way in, then back out, all the way in, and back out of her deep, warm, tunnel of a vagina. She somehow stays stable on her feet the entire time. With one last thrust, pressing up against her cervix again, I empty my balls completely, cumming for a full ten seconds and expanding her uterus to well over twice it’s normal size, while at the same time her vagina spasms with astounding strength once more on my cock, pressing all of the cum out of it with enough force to keep me cumming for the full ten seconds, right up until I actually run out of cum, and the feeling of my balls completely empty sends a shockwave of oversensitive pleasure through my entire body, making me shiver.
She walks away from me, sliding my cock out to let it hand, steaming hot. To my surprise, only a slight dribble of our cum leaks out of her vagina.
“I think your cum is trapped inside my uterus Jason.” Says Lenail. “You must have forced it open, and now it’s clamped shut.”
“All the better I think, there’s no way that that didn’t get you pregnant.”
“We’ll have to make sure though, Jake. Every night that I’m in heat.”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” I reply. “Still, I thought that you said there would be other unicorns.”
“In time, young one. I’ll send for them tomorrow. For now, I want you to focus on me, then you may impregnate the others.”
I yawn. “You were very good, thank you, it was an amazing experience. And thank you for turning me into a unicorn.”
“No, thank you. I enjoyed it more than I could ever have imagined. Now let us rest for tomorrow young one.”

Bait and Switch Ch. 09

I knew where I was as soon as the blue light penetrated my eyelids. My eyes flew open, but I was disappointed to see I was the only person in the room. The white light doused me then, and I could feel the energy leaking from me, as it built up my body.

"Lela?" I called out, but there was no answer. In silence I waited for the light to finish its work, and then I was back in my own bed. Worried that she was still upset with me, I didn't get much sleep. I was too guilt ridden.

Robin was in the bathroom when I got up, so I went ahead and ate, while I waited. She took a little longer than Shanna had yesterday, but I didn't mind too much. Dennis came out of the bathroom with her, and I understood what had taken them so long.

I quickly showered and shaved, and then decided to walk to campus. The sun was up, but the air was crisp, my breath misting thickly from me as I walked.

My phone rang, and I saw it was Gina, from the Caller ID.

"Nick?" Her voice sounded quiet on the other end. "I think that person is back. Can you come over and check?"

I was already most of the way to campus, and really didn't want to turn back around to get my car. "I'm sure it's nothing. Just jump in your car, and drive here. I'm sure you'll be fine," I tried to reassure her.

"Okay. See you in class?" She still sounded unsure, but I was glad I wouldn't need to walk all the way back, and get my car. My first class had a final today, and I didn't want to be late for it.

"I can't wait," I told her. But I could wait. After what had happened with Prof. Frankens last night, and then having both Gina and Shanna in the same class... Well, let's just say that if I didn't have a final, I would be ditching it again.

The morning veritably flew by, my finals were easy, and I was usually one of the first ones done. I saw Robbie talking with Nicole, and knew I didn't need to tell him about her. He actually went so far as to give me a smile and a nod when he saw me, though Nicole only gave me a disgusted look before saying something that made Robbie laugh.

I didn't have a class after lunch, having taken the final on Tuesday, so closeted myself in the library, and tried to come up with ideas on how to defeat the demons. From experience, I knew I could affect groups, but it was harder on me than making switches one at a time. And the thought of trying to affect an entire fleet of the red beasts... That would kill me, and I would never get the opportunity to even move the switch, once I made it. Was there something I could do to a few that would affect the rest?

Maybe if they mated like Lela's race did, I could put all of the females in heat. The males would go wild with lust, and the females would have to mate, lest they die, meanwhile the human race could fall upon them, and defeat them...

There were too many problems with that, though. While affecting only the females would reduce the strain on me, it would still be too much. I would also need to notify the government about the aliens, and I didn't feel like being locked up in a loony bin. And then, I am only going off of a guess that they MIGHT be like Lela, which wasn't a good start. Lela's entire species was herbivores, while the demons were pure carnivores. Their food preference didn't really mean anything, though. It wasn't likely to work, but for now it was something.

No further plan occurred to me by the time I had to get to Prof. Frankens class, and I reluctantly turned my feet in that direction.

Shanna greeted me just outside the door, with a smile on her face, and her long lashes batting at me.

"Are you ready for this? I stayed up half the night studying, but I know there will be something I forgot to look up on this final." She seemed fidgety as she spoke all in a rush.

"Relax. I have no doubt you'll do fine," I tried to reassure her, but she wasn't having it.

"Well, we can't all be as smart as you, Nick. I'll bet you played games all night, instead of studying."

"I studied," I told her defensively. I had listened to Robin's loud cries, and Dennis's grunts more, but I HAD tried to study.

Shanna sat right next to me, and I looked around for Gina, but she was nowhere to be seen.

Prof. Frankens had us separate some, putting at least one empty seat between each student, before handing out the tests, one by one. She informed us that there were four different test versions, but when she handed me the question booklet from the bottom of her stack, I saw that the answers had already been marked, and then poorly erased. Donna smiled at me, before walking on, handing out other tests. I noticed a few of the other men in class giving me jealous glares, but luckily Shanna was already going over her test, and hadn't noticed.

I still didn't see Gina.

I started answering the questions, at first verifying the circled answer was the correct one, but after the first twenty were accurate, I just started copying the book. Every now and then I answered one intentionally wrong; there was no reason to make my cheating obvious, even if Donna had handed me this book on purpose.

About halfway through, Gina still hadn't shown up. She had said she would see me in class, didn't she? Was there really someone there this morning, and did they do something to her?

I started to rush through the test, worried about the blonde woman. I could call her as soon as I got out of this test.

Sweat was actually beading on my brow, as I walked up and handed the test to Prof. Frankens. She smiled at me again, and I thought she was about to say more, but looked at the class behind me, and just said, "Thank you."

I tried to walk calmly out of class, though I knew my steps were still fast. As soon as the door closed behind me, I pulled out my phone, and called Gina.

One ring... Two rings... After the fourth ring, it went to voicemail. I hung up and tried again, but with the same result. I decided to leave a message this time. "Gina. Just worried about you. Gimma a call when you get this. Bye."

That had been my last class, but I would have skipped any others as I started to walk briskly home. My heart was thudding in my chest as I walked, and despite the cold, I was sweating as I rushed to get to my car.

I only had the faintest warning, before pain exploded in the back of my head, and blackness swallowed the snow-white world around me.

* * *

Pain was the first thing I became aware of. The back of my head hurt almost as bad as the second day with my ability.

A soft sobbing was the second thing to penetrate the haze that seemed to fill my mind.

Looking up to find the source of the crying, informed me that I was tied up, and naked.

Gina lay hunched on the floor about ten feet in front of me, her hands tied to another post, and just as naked as I was. Bruises and cuts covered her body, all of them fresh.

"So, you finally wake up," a cold voice said from a shadow. I looked in the direction of the voice, groaning at the pain it caused in my skull. The voice laughed, and only then did I recognize it.

"Derek," I said, the name hissing through my teeth. I fought feebly against my bonds, but they were rope, and I knew my ability couldn't affect them.

Gina moaned piteously in her corner, and I felt my rage increase, some of it directed inward. I had assumed that Derek's attack would come at me. I didn't think he would attack someone else to hurt me.

"What do you want from us?"

"Us? I don't want anything from her, it's you I want to make pay. She is just an innocent, caught in your evil ways."

For a second I debated on flipping his 'sleep' switch, but that would still leave us both tied up. Somehow I had to convince him to untie us. And in order to do that, I had to keep him talking. I didn't think a 'guilt' switch would work in him, like it had in Gina the last time I'd been tied up.

"My evil ways? What are you talking about?"

Derek stepped out of the shadows, and into the dim light, wearing nothing but a wicked smile. His dick was hard between his legs, and it wobbled as he walked towards Gina.

"Why, it was a good thing I arrived when I did. Unfortunately I was too late to stop you from raping and killing poor Gina, but at least I got here in time to do you in."

Gina cringed as Derek approached her, and I spit in his direction. I noticed he had a condom on, as he bent over, grabbed Gina's ass, and lifted it up. She struggled against him, till he smacked her hard, and then she sobbed, but didn't fight any more. I knew this wasn't the first time he'd raped her today, and that this time it was just for my benefit.

I couldn't stand it. Even if it meant staying tied up, I couldn't let him hurt her again. I flipped his 'sleep' switch, and cried out in pain, as nothing happened.

Derek mistook my cry of agony for one of anguish, and laughed as he shoved himself into the bound woman from behind. Gina cried out in pain, which just made Derek smile wider.

I tried again to put him to sleep, but the pain in my head was too intense, and I couldn't work through it. I slumped in my bonds, trying to drive the pain away.

"No!" Derek screamed. "No, you will watch this." I heard him approach me, and looked up in time to see him grab a broom handle and crack it against my ribs. I felt my ribs break, and breathing became a chore. Spider webs of pure torture blossomed from the point where he'd struck me. My scream echoed around the small room well after I ran out of breath. "Watch it and weep, or I'll hit you again. You don't have to watch long. She is pretty loose, but as soon as I'm done, I'll put you both out of your misery."

"You won't get away with this," I wheezed, having a hard time getting enough air.

"Won't I? What is there to get away with? I heard some odd noises from outside as I was walking by, and I came in to find you strangling Gina as you raped her. I beat you with this stick, and apparently went too far, and killed you. I'll even call the cops, and sob at the evil I saw in here." Derek cackled, and I knew I needed to stop him somehow.

If only my switches worked. If my head didn't hurt so badly, I was sure I could do what needed to be done, but there was no chance of that now.

Derek walked back over to Gina, and flipped her to her back, before thrusting back into her. Her tits bounced obscenely as the bastard plowed in and out of her. He gave me a big smile as his hands wrapped around her neck, and I could see her eyes bulge as he started to strangle her.

"You pansy assed bitch!" I cried, hoping to distract him, but he ignored the insult, grinning at me while he choked the life out of Gina. I could no longer hear her sobs, as they were also cut off. I could see the stark terror in her eyes as she looked at me, pleading for me to do something.

I knew she wanted me to use my ability, but I couldn't. It just wasn't working right now. "I can't," I sobbed, as I watched her dying. My head hurt too much. Maybe if Lela were here to heal me, I could use them, but she wasn't.

Wait, wasn't she always watching me?

"Lela!" I yelled, ignoring the pain in my chest and head at the effort. "Help me."

Gina's eyes slowly closed, as her struggles weakened. In desperation, I fought against my bonds, needing to get out, to run to her and save her.

Gina's eyes closed, and her limbs went limp.

There was a quick flash of light, and I saw Derek look away from me.

"What the fuck?" His hands loosened around Gina's neck, but I feared it was too late. She lay unmoving, as Derek stood up, and grabbed his broom handle again.

A familiar greenish-yellow light surrounded me, and I didn't waste any time. The broom handle was flying hard and fast at my head, a blow that likely would knock me unconscious, if not worse, when I hit his 'paralyze' switch. The broom stopped centimeters from my temple.

I could feel my body tingling, as it repaired itself under the healing light. My ribs knit back together, and the throbbing in my head lessened till it was gone. I felt the ropes holding me to the post loosen, and then fall, but my eyes were locked on Derek.

I could see fear in his beady little eyes, and his lips quivered as I walked up to him. I glared at the bully, and would have laughed at the drool that was leaking from his mouth, if I weren't still filled with rage. Death would be too good for him, and I didn't think I could kill another human, even in my anger.

The healing light was still on me, and I drew all the strength I could for this switch. Just forming it created an immediate headache behind my eyes, but the light soon relieved me of it. Pushing it was another matter. Even the light couldn't keep the mental pain at bay, but my outrage fuelled me, and slowly I felt it move.

Derek's eyes grew large, as what I'd done started to take effect. A pitiable wine escaped his throat, and I wondered if he was in pain. I truly hoped so.

I then ran to Gina, and felt at her neck for a pulse. It was weak, but it was there. Then and only then, did I breathe a sigh of relief, and look up to Lela, who was now looking at the nude form of Derek. She was in her light-suit, and in the dim room, it looked particularly odd. I wondered what Derek must have been thinking as he stared at the pink alien.

"Can you heal her?" I asked Lela.

Lela's hands moved before her for a moment, and the light shifted to cover me and Gina. I watched, still slightly amazed at what this light could do, as Gina's bruises turned yellow, and then faded away completely. The few cuts sealed themselves. The only evidence left that she had been hurt at all was the crusted blood that spotted her smooth skin here and there.

"Thank you," I said as the light vanished, but Lela was gone.

I found our clothes in a pile, near where Derek had come out of the shadows, and quickly dressed Gina first. I had a hard time getting her undergarments on, having had a lot more practice getting them off, but soon she was fully covered. I dressed myself, before standing in front of the motionless statue that was Derek.

He was still whining as I examined his body. His chest had grown some, his cock and balls shrunk, and even his hips had widened.

"You will regret today for the rest of your life. If I EVER see you again, I will do much worse than what you are suffering now." I looked him deep in the eyes, wanting to make sure he understood what I was about to tell him. "I hope you enjoy the rest of your life as a weak, mute, woman."

I easily made two more switches in Derek, or whatever her name would be after today; one to make her muscles always weak, and one sealing away her voice. I only hoped it would serve as punishment.

I carried Gina out the door, and saw her car parked outside. It wasn't until I had started the car, and was driving away, that I released Derek from his paralysis.

I used Gina's phone to call her mom, and let her know that Gina was alright and with me. Her mom seemed fine with everything, whether because she was content with anything I did, or because she had no idea what had happened to her daughter, I wasn't sure.

I had to carry Gina up to my apartment, but she felt light in my arms, and I knew my strength was still growing.

I tucked her into my bed, and watched her sleep peacefully for a bit, until I received a call from Shanna.

I hurried out of the room before answering it.

"Hey! You rushed out of class so fast, I didn't get to ask if you wanted to come over and play games tonight."

"I'd love to, but I have to work tonight. Rain check?" I tried to sound normal, and think I pulled it off. I didn't know what I was going to do with Gina, while I was working.

"Is something wrong? You've been avoiding me lately..." Uh-oh!

"I haven't been avoiding you," I protested, but could see how she would think that, after turning her away yesterday and now today. "I talked with you before class."

"Barely. Well, if you say you aren't I'll believe you. I'm probably just being emotional. You know how women get sometimes." And that's when it dawned on me: it was that time of the month for Shanna. No wonder she didn't try to have sex with me the other night, and why she'd kicked me out of my room before she got in bed. It wasn't that she was being shy, but hiding what she was going through. Part of me thought it was cute.

"I'll tell you what; do you work tomorrow?" I hoped she didn't.

"No, I have it off. Do you?"

"No, I have it off too. How about we celebrate the beginning of the holiday break, with a marathon gaming session. I'll even let you win a few this time." Truth be told, she might be a better gamer than me, but I needed to tease a little. If only to wash away today's events from my mind.

"Oh-ho! You're on. I'll trash your ass three ways from Sunday. You better bring your A-game, mister." I laughed and told her I would, before getting off the phone.

"Was that Shanna?" The voice right behind me sent my heart into my throat, as I felt like I jumped to the roof, thoroughly startled.

"Um, yeah," I told Gina, embarrassed, turning to face her. Her hair was a mess, and there was a wild look in her hazel eyes. Before I could think or say anything else, I was suddenly gripped by a powerful hug, while she sobbed into my shoulder.

"Thank you, Nick. Thank you, thank you, thank you..." She continued to thank me, and soak my shoulder, as I held her in my arms, thoroughly confused.

Dennis walked in, and wanted to know if we needed to be alone, but Gina pulled away then. "No, you're fine," and then she tugged me into my room.

She closed the door behind her, and kept hold of my hand, while her eyes examined me. "I know you saved me, but why did you wait so long?"

I still didn't feel comfortable talking about Lela, so I hedged a little on the truth. "When Derek hit my head, he must have done something with my ability. I had to recover from that, before I could use my switches."

"Oh, Nick! I was so scared, but I knew you would save me. What did you do with that... That..." She tensed up, and I pulled her head back to my shoulder, patting her back.

"SHE, will never be able to do that again, much less talk," I said.

"She?" Gina giggled slightly, and I thought it sounded great. "Do you really have to work tonight?"

"Yes, but you won't be alone. You can come with me and sit in the lobby, or I will see if Dennis will stay here with you. I think Robin will be here later, too." I knew there was no way Bradley would give me the night off. Not this close to the holidays, and not after he'd already refused to give me this week off to study, and with the economy the way it was, I didn't want to have to find another job. I was just glad he'd given me next week off, so I could see my family. I hated having to leave her, but I really had little choice.

"I don't want to be around a bunch of strangers. Do you promise to come back here when you get off?"

"I promise," I said as she pulled away from me, and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.

She stayed in my room, watching me get dressed for work.

"You know Shanna has a crush on you, right?" Her question shocked me, and I didn't know how to answer. Finally she spoke up after a few seconds of silence. "I don't mind, really. We aren't official, or anything. I think she is actually kind of cute."

I really didn't know what to say to that either, so I just grunted noncommittally, and she laughed. I quickly finished getting dressed for work, and made sure Gina was alright staying here with Dennis and Robin for a few hours, until I got back.

"Just come back to me," she told me as I walked out the door.

Work went by agonizingly slowly, except for when Shanna showed up.

"Come to spy, and make sure I wasn't making up excuses, huh?" I asked, as I flipped over a steak on the grill.

"I believed you," she said so defensively, I knew she was lying.

"Wanna go back into the freezer, and relive some memories?" I teased, already knowing the answer.

"Is everything always about sex with you?"

Oops.

"Sorry, it's just been awhile, and as always, you look gorgeous." She smiled and gave me a peck on the lips, before letting me get back to work. It wasn't till she was gone, that I realized she didn't have the 'happy' switch. That had been Shannon.

As soon as I was done, I rushed right home.

"Is she okay?" Dennis asked me as soon as I walked in. "She is taking her third shower since you left."

Worried, I knocked on the bathroom door. "Gina?"

I didn't hear any response, but I wasn't sure if she could hear me above the shower. The door was locked, but my ability took care of that.

The mirror was fogged up, and steam was pouring from over and around the shower curtain.

"Gina?" I called again.

"How did you... Oh, right... Nevermind." She sounded far away and despondent.

I peaked around the curtain, and saw her furiously scrubbing her skin with soap. She saw me, but didn't cover up. "Do you have a loofah? I still feel dirty." Her skin looked raw and red, and I wondered how much she had been scrubbing it.

"Gina, stop. You're as clean as you're going to get. Give me the soap." I held out my hand to her, and she just looked me in the eyes for a bit, before finally handing it over.

"I know. I know it doesn't do any good. You read about these things, but then it happens to you, and it feels like he is under my skin. No matter how hard I scrub, I still feel filthy."

I nodded as she spoke, and grabbed the shower nozzle, rinsing off the soap. As soon as that was done, I turned off the water, and helped her out. She let me gently dry her, wrapping the towel around her before she hugged me again.

"Oh, Nick. I don't know what I'm going to do. I can still feel him inside me. I want to throw up!" I should never have left her here, I realized, but the mistake was already made, and I needed to take care of things as they were now. I had made a number of mistakes, but concentrating on those wouldn't fix the current problems.

I remembered making the memory switch in Gina, and quickly flipped it. She calmed down a bit, before pulling away, and looking up at me.

"Did you just do that? You made me forget something. I was just thinking about it, and suddenly... I don't remember. I can recall everything else, but that one thought is gone."

"You don't need to suffer," I whispered. "Let me help you."

She took another step away from me. "No, don't take everything away. It hurts, yes, but it happened. I don't want to forget that you saved me, nor what you saved me from." I couldn't help but admire her strength. Part of me suspected that whatever part I had already deleted was the worst, and she felt as though she could handle the rest.

"I won't take anything else away, unless you ask me to," I promised, and she hugged me again, the towel falling to the floor between us.

I felt her lips touch my neck, then my chin, as they worked their way up to my mouth. "Gina, are you sure you should be doing that?" I asked, not wanting her to stop, but also not wanting to cause her any further grief.

"There is still one place I haven't been able to scrub, and there is only one thing I can think of that will get all off it. I need you to wash away the last bit of him," she told me, and I knew she wasn't talking about her memory.

I picked her up, and carried her into my room. Robin gave a small laugh when she saw us, and I realized we probably looked a sight, me still in my work clothes, and her naked in my arms.

"You smell like meat," she told me as my bedroom door closed behind us.

"Do you want me to go shower first?"

"No, I like it. Just... Just love me tonight," her voice was breathy as I laid her on my bed, and then took off my shirt.

"Stop me at any time, if you need to," I told her earnestly. "I don't want to hurt you."

"I know. But hurry. I want to feel you in me. I want to feel all of you, all around me, and nothing else."

I nodded, as I dropped my pants to the floor, and kicked off my shoes.

She asked me to love her tonight, and while I refused to say the words untruthfully, I could perform the actions. I took her slender ankle in my hands, and brought her toes to my lips. She let out a gentle sigh, as I kissed each tow, running my tongue across the bottom of her digits.

I massaged her calves, as I kissed and nibbled the underside of her foot, tickling her arch with my teeth, and making her giggle. Then I switched to her other foot, and did the same. I could see that her labia were wet and swollen as I did this, and smiled at the serene look that was currently painted across her features.

I let my fingers gently glide up and down her smooth legs, lightly tickling as I set them on my shoulders and alternated kisses between them. Slowly I worked my way up her calves, under her knees, around her small thighs, gently kissing my way to her sex. By the time I finally reached it, her juices were dribbling down her ass crack, and making a puddle on my sheets.

I gave it a tender kiss, letting my hands trail up her flat abdomen, and around the swell of her ample breasts. I didn't touch her nipples, as I laid flat on my stomach, and lightly licked up her leaking fluids. Her hips jumped as my tongue barely touched her clit.

She grabbed my errant hands, and mashed them against her teats, moaning loudly as my tongue dove into her. "Thank you, Nick. Oh, I needed this. Thank you!" Her voice grew in volume, as my mouth did its work, bringing her to orgasm.

I broke away from her nether lips, and trailed soft kisses along her stomach, and sides. Kissing the undersides of her breasts, and then moving my head between her two mountains, I pressed them together, and licked my way up to the hollow at the base of her neck.

I felt my penis bump against her vulva, but made no move to enter her. Instead, I continued my kisses over her left shoulder, even kissing her armpit as I moved down her arm, to her elbow, and wrist. When I reached her hands, I kissed her palm, then along each finger, giving each tip a kiss, before returning to the palm, and kissing up the next digit.

She reached down between us, gripped my member, and moaned as she rubbed the head against her slit. Her hips hunched against me, wanting me inside her, but I wasn't ready yet.

Finished with her left hand, I brought my head around, brushing her lips lightly with my own, before dropping back down to her other shoulder. She moaned in frustration as she tried to capture my mouth, and tried again to get my head inside her, but to no avail. I wanted to wash her body with my kisses, before I entered her.

I gave her right arm and hand the same treatment as I'd given the left, and then propped myself up on my hands, as I looked down at her. Her hair was still wet, and I realized I would have to use another pillow tonight, but right then I just thought she was gorgeous. There was no mistaking the hunger and desire in her greenish-blue eyes.

I dropped my lips to hers, at the same time I moved my hips forward, getting half my cock in her, in one movement. Her mouth hungrily devoured mine, in a kiss that was equal parts love, lust, need, and desire.

Her hands gripped my ass, and helped me to set a slow and steady pace, gently sinking my length into her velvety folds. Derek had said she was loose, but she gripped me with a force that I almost feared would strangle my cock, if she weren't so wet.

Gina's hands went to my face, as she started to cum around my rod, pulling me deeper into our kiss, and we both moaned with pleasure. The sound of my voice increased her arousal, and she started to buck under me with earnest.

I pulled out of her, and rolled her over onto her stomach. I put my face back between her legs, and licked her juices up from her crack, running my tongue over her asshole. She jumped slightly when I did that, and moaned. I kissed both globes of her rear, and then gently up and around her back. She was moaning in earnest by the time I reached her neck.

"I want to feel you in my ass," she told me, twisting her head around to look at me.

"Did he—" I couldn't finish that sentence.

"No, he didn't. But I said I want to feel all of you, ALL over me. Please, Nick. I need this."

I nodded, giving her cheek a quick peck, before placing my phallus between her cheeks. It took me a moment to get the angle right, and a bit of pressure to get my head past her sphincter, but she gasped, as it broke through.

"Gawd, I needed this! I love how you feel inside me. Pussy, ass, mouth... Fuck me, Nick. Fuck me, and wash him away."

My cock was plenty slick from her juices, as was her crack from what had leaked out of her, but I took my time, slowly slipping my length into her colon. I slipped my hands under her chest, and felt her hard nipples between my fingers, as I got the last of my prick inside her.

"Fuck me." That one command was all I needed, as I pulled out, and slipped back into her. I hit a frenzied pace, and knew I was getting close.

Her sphincter suddenly gripped my rod, and it was too much. We came together, as I filled her bowels with my semen, and I collapsed onto her back, kissing the back of her neck as I unloaded. It felt like I loosed a gallon inside her, by the time my orgasm finally washed over me.

I rolled onto my back, breathing heavily, and my skin pebbled with sweat.

She placed her head on my chest, and cuddled up to my side. "I think a shower is in order," her soft voice broke the lethargy that was starting to creep over me, and I groaned. Gina laughed. "Not for me, though I probably need one now, too. You positively reek of sex and meat."

We showered together, and I gently washed her body, and she returned the favor. Dried once again, we stepped back into my room, accompanied by the unmistakable sounds of Robin and Dennis going at it.

Gina gave me a wink, before stating, "He watched us have sex, I think it is only fare we return the favor."

I smiled inwardly, and thought she was going to be okay after all, as she crept towards my roommate's door.

It was unlocked.

Gina cracked the door, and peaked inside, then turned to me, smiling. She opened the door the rest of the way, and slipped inside.

Shaking my head, I followed after the erstwhile blonde. Robin was on top of Dennis, his long cock shoved deep into her cunt, and one of her fake tits locked between his lips. We watched for a bit, till Gina indicated she was ready to go.

As soon as we were back in my room, Gina ravished me again, crying out in sweet release as the day's horrors were overlaid by my tender care.

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Elle's Revenge

“Come on elephant get your fat ass moving you’re holding us up!” The snide thin athletic girl yelled at Elle from the top of the hill.

Oh how she loathed that nickname, was it her fault her stupid parents named her Elle, knowing perfectly well that her family did not exactly have a history of being thin. Of course she had escaped that ridicule for most of her childhood having been home schooled, but unfortunately her new step-mom, who stuck out in the family photo like a sore thumb. Thin and athletic in a group of well, overweight individuals. Elle’s family liked to eat and combined with the ‘bad’ genes the family definitely drew attention with their size when they got together. The nice thing about being from a family like that was Elle was at least accepted by them and for most of her life despite being what some considered grossly overweight, she was happy. That was until her mom died of heart failure little over a year before. About the same time her dad had a scare too and not wanting to leave her parentless, he made a decision to try to get control of his weight. It was that decision that directly led to the mess Elle was now in.

Her dad started seeing a trainer, and he began seeing remarkable results. Of course it was only later that Elle learned that the trainer’s methods were a little more sexual than is usually used. One thing led to another and soon Elle had a new step-mom from hell, which Elle had little doubt had less to do with affection for her father and more to do with the extremely large sum of money her dad had inherited year before from a rich eccentric uncle.

The first thing that Crystal, her new step mom, did was to put Elle in public school, and insist that she too get herself in shape. She said it was for Elle’s own good, but Elle knew better, Crystal felt that feeding Elle and paying for private tutors to spare her humiliation was cutting into her profit margins, so she ‘cut the fat’ as they say. So now as a part of that Elle was on a wilderness hike with a local girl’s outdoors club, which of course had to be led by none other than Darci Malko, the cheerleading captain at Elle’s school, and a bunch of her lackeys.

Elle glared at Darci and silently wishing she would fall off the rock on which she taunt Elle from, began huffing her way up the large hill sweat soaking her shirt shorts and underwear thoroughly. By the time she made it to the top gasping for air her clothes were drenched so much so that you could see right through the white shirt.

“Uggh!” Darci shouted looking at her, “Cover those things up Ellie-phant! There is no wet t-shirt contest on this trip, as if anyone would want to see you naked you fat cow!” Elle looked down and was horrified to note that, sure enough, her front was soaked through so that even her nipples we visible for the whole group to see. She turned scarlet as the group noticed all but a few erupted in laughter. Darci gave a wicked smile as the laughing died down and said, ‘Its called a sports bra Elle-phant, and don’t say your boobs are too big, yours are not much bigger than mine, only mine are more noticeable because, unlike you I don’t have a big flabby belly under them!” and to emphasize her point Darci lifted her shirt to show her toned stomach and massive chest. “See Ellie-phant,” she taunted, “This is what a real woman looks like!”

Elle’s humiliation turned to anger and somewhere deep inside her something snapped and power surged through her. Forgetting her tiredness and her aches and pains Elle launched herself at the shocked cheerleader, but Darci was too quick and was able to step out of the way. Elle’s momentum carried her well past the group of girls and before she could stop herself she had gone over the ledge behind Darci. Elle fell only a few feet but hit the ground and rolled all the way down the grassy slope barely missing trees as she rolled out of control. When she finally came to a halt she was in a small pit that until she had crashed through had been cover by plants and part of a fallen tree. She also could swear she had broken something open when she fell in the depression as she could feel what felt like glass stabbing her back, but after her tumble she had no strength to move to investigate. She suspected that from the pain she felt a few of her bones were broken and she was bleeding from several deep gashes. She hope wondered if they would find her in time. She got on look at the sizable crater like whole before she felt a sharper pain in her back and she passed out.

What happened next was vague at best she remembered flashes of what happened but nothing definite, the only thing she knew of for sure was a voice telling her over and over she was going to be okay.

“It’s a miracle that you weren’t hurt or killed Elle!’ her dad said once she had woken, concern etched on his face. “What were you thinking rushing Darci like that?”

Elle wanted to answer but she knew it would do little good, her dad was a sweet man, but Crystal had him completely pussy-whipped by now. Elle knew complaining to him would get her nowhere if anything it would make things worse. Elle gave no answer and her dad just shook his head and kissed her forehead before saying, “Okay, if you don’t want to tell me fine, just promise daddy you’ll never scare me like that again, I already lost your mom, I can’t lose you too.” Elle nodded and felt shame for what her momentary loss of control had nearly done.

“Sorry, daddy, I won’t do it again I promise.” She said remorsefully.

“Its okay, no harm done, well I’ll let you get some sleep, goodnight pumpkin.” He said and left.

Elle watched him go before reflecting on her lack of injury it seemed incredible, that given how crappy she had felt that she now not only felt okay, she felt stronger somehow. What’s more she had been pounding double helpings of food at every meal with little effect, in fact the doctor said she had lost ten pounds in the few days she had been here. This was only precautionary as the doctor wanted to be sure that there were no internal injuries that and Elle had been running some kind of fever.

In fact the only thing she was still suffering from was a nasty stomach ache, but that was hardly to be unexpected given how she was eating, though oddly enough though it seemed to hurt worse when Crystal or one of the attractive nurses came by.

Despite this curious issue Elle was released after a week in the hospital since it was a Friday, she was glad of this as it saved her enduring Darci’s taunts. However, she still had Crystal to deal with Who would not be happy Elle had managed to get off the trip. Sure enough on Saturday Crystal cornered her step daughter as Elle sat watching TV and shoveling down snacks.

“So you lazy piece of shit, you managed to get out of losing some weight again, and here you are back again eating crap on the sofa. Pathetic!” Elle did her best to ignore her step-mom, but when Crystal said, “Look at me when I’m speaking to you, you fat cunt!”

Elle glared at her step-mom and that when she felt it sharp stab in her abdomen and a wave of pain washed over her. then another and another. Somehow Elle maintain eye contact throughout Crystal’s tirade of which Elle heard none as another sharp pain hit her but this time it was not her stomach, it was from her vagina. She then felt a rush of fluid in her pussy and moments later the front of her pants began to show a growing blood stain. As she was sure she felt something pushing further down her vagina finally stopping just short of her pussy.

Crystal spotted the stain and said, “Jesus Christ, didn’t that cow of a mother teach you anything, go get a tampon or something you useless cow!”

Elle did not need telling twice. She rushed from the room and the minute she reached the bathroom she pulled down her sweats and panties and without hesitation plunged her fingers into her pussy she could feel the full sensation retreating as she did, but not before her fingers met what was unmistakably a hard object in her vagina canal and unless she was mistaken it had but deflowered her from the inside!

Elle was scared, but she also felt another sensation, horniness and pleasure. Her fingers still buried in her pussy her body reacted to the absence of the hard object with a desire to be filled. Elle grabbed one of Crystal’s hairbrushes that was nearby and buried it as deep as it would go in her now wet pussy. At the same time her thumb worked her clit and while her other had reached for her nipples to find that they were rock hard. For the next few minutes Elle played with herself thrusting the brush handle in faster and faster, until she could stand it no longer and came hard nearly collapsing to the floor from the effort.

For the rest of the weekend Elle avoided contact with Crystal at all costs, not wishing to have that hard thing emerge again. Elle did notice that her cramps continued to get worse though, and what’s more despite not slowing her appetite at all, Elle was still losing a remarkable amount of weight for such a short time. She her jeans wouldn’t fit her anymore if this kept up. Elle knew something was definitely wrong but she couldn’t argue with the results. For the first time in her three years three Elle actually got some compliments that Monday, apparently her weight loss had not gone unnoticed.

However, it did not prevent Darci from taking her shot at Elle the first chance they were alone. Elle was in the locker room taking a shower on mandate from her PE teacher when mid way through her scrubbing she heard it.

“Well, well it is true even the elephant gets bath once in a while. She turned to see Darci standing naked behind her and as she inadvertently checked out her attractive classmate Elle felt that stab of pain and throb she had felt when she had looked Crystal he other day. Elle tried to get the cheerleaders perfect form out of her mind but for some reason it wouldn’t budge and suddenly the pain became worse the throbbing increased the thing was pushing down her vagina again this time with far more urgency, what’s more Elle knew it was bigger and thicker this time.

“Darci…” Elle cried not looking at the girl, knowing if Darci didn’t clear out soon there would be trouble.

“But not for you Elle,” a familiar voice seemed to say in her head. Elle knew it from somewhere she couldn’t place it.

“…get out now!!” Elle shouted as a warning, she did not know what the voice was but she did not like it. Darci only laughed.

“Why? Does the ugly elephant want privacy? Only people get privacy Ellie-phant! Now finish your bath so I can…”

That was all Elle remembered her saying, rage overwhelmed her and again she rushed the cheerleader, this time Darci could not get out of the way. Elle grabbed her and tackled her to the shower floor. Darci landed face up on the ground and was clearly dazed, Elle right on top of her. As Elle got another glimpse of the body there was another surge of pain, ecstasy, and what Elle swore was lust. Then to her horror and surprise Elle fell her pussy lips spread and looked down to watch what could only be a penis emerge from her. It kept emerging inch by inch until a cock of over ten inches stuck proudly out of her stretched pussy.

Elle examined the odd thing for a second taking in its bright blue color and that unlike a man’s cock, or least pictures she had seen of one, it was ribbed. Tentatively she reached down and grabbed the blue rod and was surprised to feel a wave of pleasure wash over her as she did. Elle stroked it a few times then moaned with pleasure.

“God now I know why boys do this so much!” Elle thought.

‘Yes,” said the strange voice in her head agin it chuckled then added, “it is quite fun but so is sex, put it in Dacri, and find out.”

Elle knew he voice now it was the one that had reassured her after her fall.

“What are you?” she thought,

“A friend you released me the other day and I’m going to help you as a result, but I do have a few conditions one of which is what you are currently experiencing my dear Elle. I will explain later, but first fuck Darci for me.” Then after pause the voice said, “You know you want to.”

“That’s rape!” Elle thought.

“She deserves it Elle, she’s made yours and countless other girls lives living hell while here, and don’t deny it Elle, I’ve scanned you memories. Think of it this way she’s spent three years making virtually every girl in this place her bitch, isn’t it time someone took her down a peg and made her their bitch? Why not you Elle? All you have to do is shove that blue cock of yours into her and fuck her brains out, do that and she’s yours!”

Lust and greed fought shame and pity, but ultimately anger won out. With a wicked smile Elle said to the still dazed Darci.

“Get ready for some Ellie-phant cock bitch!” She then buried her new shaft so deep she felt Darci’s pussy lips touch her own.

Darci tried to scream but Elle silenced her

“No, no not today you spoiled cunt! Today you’re going to be nice and quiet. Speaking of cunts though I must say very tight Darci, I guess Steve really is small.” Steve was the quarterback and the guy everyone knew was fucking Darci. “I guess after me poor Steve won’t do anything for you. He just doesn’t measure up does he?” Elle said with vindictive pleasure.

For a while Darci resisted pleasure, but ultimately it was too much and she had a huge orgasm. At this Elle pulled out and roughly shoving the blue rod down he throat pumped quite a bit of what Elle assumed was cum down the cheerleaders throat.

Then she stood up and leering over the ravaged cheerleader Elle said, “Okay bitch here what’s going to happen I let you off easy this time, but next time I’m not going to be so lenient. From now on your nice to me and the other girls here. If I heard you terrorized any girl at this school I’ll be back and next time it won’t be your throat I’m flooding if you catch my drift. The same goes for if you say anything about what just happened got it?” Darci nodded and Elle said, ‘Good now get out of my shower bitch I need to finish!” Dacri quickly left the showers and Elle marveled at what she had just done.

“See Elle, what did I tell you docile as a pussy cat now.” Elle heard the voice say as she felt the penis retract. Elle smiled as she finished washing thinking of others she’d love to use this on, her new mommy dearest for one.


(More? y/n)

Roscrow's Entertainment

Author's Note: The thing about Roscrow is that he's been my mental lover since I was... 10? He had a different name, and a slightly different attitude, but the same body, black hair, black eyes, and was always overwhelmingly dominate in everything he did. In the past, he had no problem taking what he wanted, but as of late, his personality has changed to only taking if the chick wants it. He always makes sure they want it. If they say "no," then it kills his boner. Usually. Sre was an exception which is actually explained in the book. But anyways, this here is just a little something only for your eyes. It won't be in the book, which means only you folks are going to know about this. He's the sterotypical man whore who finds his "one" and changes his ways. But this here actually has a hint in the book so when you folks get to read the whole thing, you can all smile and feel so smug that you know exactly what happened. Also, if you click on my profile, you'll find another little surprise about Sre. *winkwink* Also, Roscrow's mine! *stuffs him in her mental closet* Is it obvious I was writing this story more or less with one hand? XD







Roscrow stood in the hall, finding a dark spot that he managed to tuck his lean, long frame into. He had his shoulder resting on the cool rock, arms crossed comfortably over his powerful chest. His black eyes were lidded, like a lazy panther waiting for his prey to walk by.

It was the middle of the day outside the mountain, so most of the trainees were out practicing with mock battles on dragonback. The hall was mostly empty. A few trainees had the day off for whatever reason, sick dragons, or injuries.

The door to the communal shower room for the females opened, a stream of steam pouring out into the hall, curling in the cool air before it disappiated.

The young trainee strode out, shaking her head, her short hair sticking up in wet spikes. She'd wrapped her towel tightly around her body so she could change in her room since it was too steamy in the shower room dispite all the fans and ventilation shafts. She walked barefoot down the corridor, not worried about getting dirty since the place was scrubbed spotless every day.

She gasped when she heard a rumble to her side, glancing over to where the sound had come, her neck having to crane up to stare into the glowing eyes. She immediately noticed his rank symbol on his dragonscale jerkin. Her hazel eyes flicked back up to his black glowing ones. The hungry predatory gaze made her shiver, and she couldn't hold her eyes up, opting to stare at the wall instead.

"C-Can I help you, Commander, sir?" she asked quietly, offering a half hearted salute.

"Perhaps." His voice was a rumble. He unfurled himself with a rustle, standing straight and taking the few steps that separated them slowly, like he was stalking her.

The trainee pressed herself up against the wall, suppressing a squeal. Roscrow leaned over her, resting his elbow against the wall above her head, allowing her no escape.

A smug smile tugged his lips when she was unable to meet his gaze. Exactly what he was looking for. "Do you have anything important to do today?" His voice was like dark silk.

He could tell the trainee was trying to think of something, any thing, to say to him. His eyes lazily peered down her lean body, covered in the towel, confidently roaming back up to her face. She couldn't think of any thing, really. She'd been hoping for a quiet day to do some reading while her dragon nursed its injured paw.

A small gasp escaped her when she felt the large, warm hand of the commander reach under her towel. His long, calloused finger ran along her slit, causing her breathing to quicken, her heart pounding in her chest.

Finally, she managed to gasp a "No, sir." It was nothing more than a breath.

She shivered when she heard the rumble in his chest, like a panther purring with truimph over a kill. "Are you sure about that?"

Her jaw clenched when she felt his finger again slide along her slit. She felt a heat in her face as her cheeks flushed brightly, realizing that she was already moist. The smugly confident expression on Roscrow's face made her wetter still. She didn't even understand why. She wanted to claw at his face, scream, and run away. She already had a love interest, a private who'd just graduated his training and was out on ballista duty. But the commander's overwhelming dominating presence left her knees too weak to run, her whole body tingling, her heart pounding.

Roscrow knew very well she was enjoying his touch. He could feel the wetness of her on his finger. It was even starting to run down her thigh. It was exactly how he liked it, a submissive woman turned on by his purely male dominance. Had she held his gaze when she was walking by, he wouldn't have bothered with her.

He stood straight, drawing away from her, but his eyes stayed on her, unblinking. "I do believe you were headed to your room," he purred.

With a shudder, she slipped by him, her head slightly hunched down, feeling his powerful presence behind her. She almost felt too weak to walk, ashamed of how slick her thighs were.

She jumped when she heard the door close behind her, felt his eyes bearing down on her.

"Take it off." His voice was a low growl, not allowing any disobiedence.

With a shudder, she slowly let the towel slip to the floor. She couldn't hold back a soft moan when she felt his fingertips run lightly up her spine. She gasped when his hand tightened around the back of her neck, spinning her around and wrenching her against his body, his lips on hers with a punishing, dominating kind of passion.

He could feel his blood burning, the pressure in his groin pulsing hotly, begging to be let out of his leather pants. He could feel her body melt into him, her hips pressing against him. He used that against her, his other hand running down her softer body, tweaking a nipple, drinking her moan, and further down, his fingers running over the hard little bud hidden in the folds of skin between her legs. Her thighs were slick, her hips grinding against his hand.

She let out a squeak when he slipped his finger into her hot opening, pulling up, forcing her onto her tip toes. His other hand still held the back of her neck firmly, not allowing her any way of escaping his lips.

She gasped for air when he broke the kiss at last, pulling his dragonscale jerkin over his head. His muscles twitched at feeling her slender hands touch his hard, hairless torso, tracing his powerful muscles, running up to his chest. She'd never felt such a body, such a build. She found herself wanting to see all of him. Her hands went down to his pants, tugging the belt loose and pulling at his zipper, his pants falling down to his ankles.

His eyes narrowed when she took his throbbing member into her hand. He certainly wasn't about to let her have her way. He snatched her wrists, taking a step and falling back onto the bed. She squealed quietly when he drew her down, making her stradle his lap. He twisted her arms behind her back, holding them there lightly so as to not cause pain.

She gasped, moaning deeply when she felt him at her opening, pulling her down further, slipping deep into her slick heat. He held both her wrists in one hand, the other wrapping around the back of her neck, drawing her to his lips again. She whimpered and moaned as he used his arm around her body to set the pace.

He then leaned back against the wall, thrusting his hips up with sharp, powerful movements, making her cry out, feeling the heat he created under her bellybutton spread through her whole body.

He drove into her, stabbing deeply, moving perfectly to force all the shameful, primal sounds out of her. He smiled to see her body writhe and grind over him, his thoughts wandering to someone else he had every intention of forcing the same sounds out of when he found her.

She panted and moaned and cried out, her body moving and writhing and squirming with every intense wave of esctasy that shuddered through her being. She could hear him grunt and growl everytime her walls constricted tightly around him, causing her to become even more aroused.

Pressure built in his lower region, his hips moving faster as he felt the throbbing grow more urgent. He sat up, his teeth sinking into her shoulder as he brought her down hard, feeling her shudder, letting out a deep moan. "Oh, commander...."

She could feel him pulse deep inside her, spurts of intense heat making her squirm and pant. He growled darkly, his body shuddering.

Feeling relieved, he took a moment to gain back his breath, letting her lean her head against his shoulder. She was exhausted, mumbling something as he carefully laid her back onto the bed. The only way he had known that one was hers were the clothing that had been laid out neatly at the foot of it.

He stood up, pulling his clothes on. He picked up all the clothes that had fallen on the floor and laid them neatly back on the bed. With that, he closed the door quietly behind him, striding down the hall, nodding casually to a small group of female trainees as they scurried down the hall behind him, giggling amongst each other once they'd past him. He heard one of them speak loudly right as he turned down the corridor and onto the walkway, "Wake up sleepy head!"

Elle's Revenge 3

Sorry for the gap I'll try to keeping posting new stuff

As it turned out Crystal’s belly was normal by the time Elle’s dad returned home and she was saved the embarrassment of explaining things. Elle was upset about this until she noticed how affectionate Crystal suddenly was to her husband. Seeing her father so happy placated Elle for a while but fucking Crystal and Darci had given the teen an appetite, no doubt enhanced by the alien lodging in her uterus. This had caused her to practically rape her step mom whenever she felt too horny. Elle always felt bad about this but it almost seemed Crystal liked it.

One day a strange thing happened as she arrived home to find her step-mom doing aerobics in a vain attempt to keep her figure as her body change to accommodate the coming brood. Elle once again felt arousal and suddenly ran to her room knowing she would rape Crystal if she stayed much longing watching her tight ass and swollen boobs shaking to the beat.

Elle closed the door of her room and prepared her equipment she knew the only ay to prevent attacking her step-mom again was to relieve the aliens, but first she had to make him emerge. Elle pulled down her jeans and panties and rapidly began fingering her still tight pussy. She thought of the cute guys at school she wanted to fuck trying to erase the image of her step-mom hoping the alien would not make her jack it off. No luck though Crystal would not leave her mind.

“Why so hesitant and modest Elle,” Peter’s voice said in her mind, “behold the body you helped sculpt, admire how much more feminine you made her overly toned form.”

Elle ignored the voice and continue trying to fight the images until a voice broke her concentration.

“My you are a tasty morsel Elle, aren’t you?” Crystal said as she walked in stripping off her few items of clothing. ‘I don’t know what your secret is, but…oh wait yes I do your little friend has done this hasn’t he? Well he’s done an excellent job Elle, you are a knock out the boys must be falling all over you no wonder Mrs. Malko is so worried about Darci, you must have knocked that little bitch right off her high horse!” Crytsal said with a smile then noticing where Elle’s hand was she smiled even wider.

“Ddddon’t come any closer…I don’t want to hurt you!” Elle said struggling against her urges.

“Hurt me? My dear step-daughter you can do nothing of the sort! In fact our little sessions are about the only reason I stay her any more you my dear are the best sex I’ve ever had, and if it means I have to carry that friend of your’s seed then so be it.” Crystal said as she moved on to the bed. “Now lay back my dear and tell mommy where it hurts.” Crystal said with a wicked smile.

Without waiting for Elle’s answer Crystal leapt between her step-daughter legs and began lapping away at her pussy with a will. Crystal was instantly in heaven and even as she felt her friend awaken she didn’t even try to stop it.

As the tip emerged from Elle’s soft fold Crystal immediately gave it a hard suck and lick.

“Come on little friend come to momma!” she cooed to it. Rise it did in a matter of seconds the full shaft stood proudly out of Elle’s body.

“My you are lucky Elle it must feel amazing to feel this thing cum out of you I can take all the sticks out, but you take all of him every time.”

Elle gave no response and barely heard her step-mother praising the large phallus, the pleasure it emergence had caused was too great. All she felt was Crystal’s warm wet depths descending upon the hard shaft. She opened her eyes to she the once hated Crystal riding her new appendage like there was no tomorrow this time she had done it willingly in fact this time she had seduced Elle!

Elle felt a surge of power radiate through as she realized the control over her step-mom she now had. Elle gather her new strength and pulling the pleasure ridden woman to her rolled them both over and began brutally fucking Crystal, her knowledge that the little slut enjoyed it and wanted it spurring her on more and more. She lost count of the times Crystal orgasmed as Elle pistoned the blue rod between her thighs. All she knew was the release she built towards and when she let the pleasure go nothing existed in that moment but the cum gushing from the rod. Her own climax coming with Peter’s and Crystal’s the three of there juices mixing between her and Crystal.

Invigorated by the process Elle got up as she felt peter receded back into her pussy. Once Elle had dressed she looked at the bed and smiled then she leaned down and kissed her near comatose step-mom.

“Same time tomorrow mother dearest?’ Elle said with a wicked smile. Crystal smiled and gave a nod before passing out. Elle left the room after all she had to babysit tonight and she wouldn’t want to be late of that.

Seeing the transformation in Crystal had given her ideas, after all Mrs. Hollis was just too busy for her own good. No good mother should neglect her darling children like that. Perhaps Elle would teach her a lesson tonight. Elle grabbed the bottle of wine off the counter it had been Crystal’s but she wouldn’t be in any fit state to drink it for some time. Then again, Elle smiled at the thought, neither would Mrs. Hollis after tonight if things went according to plan…

Mated for Life by Saul

Andrea Smith sighed. She had come home after another disaster of a date. She knew that she was pretty, but there was something wrong with her. She worked in a bank, had light brown hair that was long and silky. Her breasts were a solid C cup and still perky for her age. She had bright blue eyes that were intelligent and compassionate. Andrea was 28 and still hadn't had a long term relationship with any man. She had had many dates which sometimes led to sex, but it was often awkward or painful.
Tonight's date had looked right, a large man who took care of his body. But he wanted someone to take care of him. He wanted her, but was looking for someone would mommy him. Andrea wanted to be the submissive one, the one being possessed. Andrea wanted a big strong man. Someone who could take control and give her pleasure, someone who would cherish her while making her feel totally loved. But nobody could do that for her.
As Andrea got ready for bed she thought about the ideal man for her. Large, really big. Smooth chest with well developed muscles. Kind heart, but strong willed. Someone who would love her and dominate their sex life. Someone who would fuck her in a frenzy of passion. She settled under her covers, stroking her clit as she imagined what it would be like to be taken by a gigantic cock.
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Andrea was gone in a bright flash of light. One minute she had been lying in bed, masturbating to her favorite fantasy, the next she was lying on a hard cold slab with a bright light shining down on her naked body. She was slightly chilled and her nipples were hard and tight with the cold. She couldn't move, her body would not obey her commands. She couldn't even turn her head, she could only blink.
A scream died in her throat as a metal probe descended from out of the bright light, silencing her, filling and stretching her mouth with a flexible yet hard substance. Andrea's gag reflex was pushed past as the probe expanded into her throat. It spurted liquid into her throat that she swallowed involuntarily. Smoothly it retracted and Andrea could breathe again. Andrea wanted to scream, wanted to cry. This wasn't a nightmare, this was real. The terror invaded her mind as she was able to watch the metal thing touch her body, make her body react against her will while she lay unable to move.
The probe traveled down her body and the cold tip molded into a nub that vibrated. The bright lights shone down on the shiny metal as Andrea's body shuddered with erotic desire from the stimulation to her clitoris. Andrea's mind was caught in a loop of feeling incredibly aroused, but sickened by the almost rape from the metal probe, but it had felt so good, would it do it again? Oh God, please do it again. Her body warmed as desire flushed through her.
The probe then adjusted to a thin, almost human looking phallic shape and smoothly glided into Andrea's vagina. The cold, hard head of the probe warmed as Andrea's body shuddered with arousal. The feeling of fullness grew as the probe expanded and lengthened inside her body. Andrea felt her body stretch with the invader and then start to hurt as the stretch continued past anything she had ever felt before. Andrea's body lay passive as the probe settled deeper into her body and the burning of stretched tissues died into a soft ache.
Andrea let her mind wander as all movement seemed to stop. Why had she been taken, what kind of experiments were they going to do to her? Andrea had always laughed at alien abduction stories, telling herself that the sad and lonely individuals who talked about it needed to get a life. But now she was one of them. No human technology could do this, what else was going to happen to her? Why were they making her body feel so good?
Slowly Andrea became aware of a throbbing pulse issuing from the probe inside her vagina. The throb echoed along her body, the soft need filling her core as the pulse started to deepen in tone and her body started to shudder with its echo. Andrea's body throbbed in time to the rhythmic pulse at her center. Her body was aroused and on fire. She wanted to touch herself to bring herself to climax, but she still couldn't move.
Andrea panted with need as the throb became faster, she wanted to move but couldn't. Then the end of the probe started to increase size again. As each pulse throbbed, Andrea could feel the stretch again. The pain/pleasure brought her closer to climax as the throb and stretch gave Andrea's body more stimulation. She was awash in a sea of sensation. Her eyes closed as she allowed herself to forget that she wasn't here by choice, forgot that it was a machine doing this to her.
Andrea opened her eyes as she felt the hard slab she was lying on move into a seat configuration. The slab pushed her shoulders and head up as the seat formed around her bottom and thighs. The newly formed chair split between Andrea's legs and held her thighs apart, cradling her knees and lifting them higher than her hips. Andrea watched fascinated as the chair extended arms from the side which then clamped onto her breasts, molding and supporting their shape as she was brought almost upright.
The throb from between her legs grew more intense as gravity pushed Andrea's body down onto the probe. The soft stimulation from the chair on Andrea's skin increased as the chair seemed to stoke and tease her skin. Andrea's breasts were subjected to a humming vibration as the vaginal probe withdrew and then pushed back in.
Andrea's body shuddered as the metal cockhead started sliding in and out. Andrea wanted to move, do something, but the inability to move only fueled the erotic fire dancing through her. Andrea had a favorite fantasy that was similar, but this was even better. Andrea surrendered to the physical and closed her eyes as her knees were lifted higher and the phallic probe grew bigger and plunged in deeper and deeper with each stroke.
Andrea's breathing was reduced to harsh pants as the long awaited climax came near. Andrea wanted to tighten her internal muscles, but the lack of control over her relaxed body had drawn out what would have taken minutes into what seemed like hours. Andrea was running with sweat and she could feel her juices dripping down from the curve of her bottom as the vaginal probe thrust in and out, faster and faster.
'Oh God, nearly there, just a few more'. Andrea's internal cry came just as the vaginal probe dived in with a painful thrust that went deeper and expanded wider than before. Andrea was shivering with need as the probe stopped moving again. Andrea wanted to scream. The need burned through her body.
Andrea felt a tiny movement at the tip of the probe as a small tube extended from the probe into her cervix. The small tube injected a gush of warm liquid into Andrea's womb and then retracted. The liquid heated her center and seemed to flow through her body. The vaginal probe slowly reduced and pulled out, leaving Andrea's body screaming with need.
Andrea burned with unfulfilled desire as the chair once again turned into the flat slab and her body was left lying flat with her thighs together again. But now Andrea ached with emptiness. She wanted to be filled again. She wanted to feel more, the fire of need sang through her body.
A door opened in the darkness beyond the lights. Two plainly dressed beings entered carrying a full body harness. The suit looked like a diving wetsuit except that the front was missing. The suit would cover her back, legs and arms, leaving her crotch and front free. There were attachment fastenings on the shoulder, knees and side that looked as if they would be matched with something else.
The workers were both taller and broader than Andrea, neither male nor female, but a mix of the two. They didn't look like the stereotypical Grays, but they definitely looked alien. Silently they started to attach the harness to Andrea, fitting her arms and legs into the suit. Andrea wanted to ask them to touch her, help her climax, but Andrea's body still betrayed her. Her eyes met the worker's and she was surprised to see a warm understanding shine from them, but the worker didn't touch her the way she wanted.
Finally the harness was fastened and the workers pressed a small button on the suit and it powered up. The dark material changed and molded to Andrea's skin as it warmed. It felt like a second skin, holding her tight, but without putting any stress on it. The suit tightened on Andrea's flesh, making it feel incredibly sensitive and it increased the desire that was driving her out of her mind. Her whole body throbbed with unfulfilled passion. There was nothing else in her mind, all thoughts about what was happening to her were concentrated on the need for sexual climax.
The two workers reached back and brought forward a rolling stand that had straps dangling from it. The workers pulled Andrea upright and attached the shoulder fastenings of the suit to the stand and Andrea's body was lifted and held dangling nearly 5 feet in the air. The worker lifted Andrea's knees and attached them to the stand. Both thighs spread to their widest extent. The metal stand held her tightly with her aching vagina exposed and wanting, dripping with need.
Andrea's body ached with the stretched position, but was overridden by the throb from her center as the position she was harnessed into suggested erotic possibilities. The two workers grabbed the stand and started to push it out of the bright room.
The door swooshed open and Andrea was brought into a room where a creature of fantastical proportions was waiting. He looked humanoid, almost human except for the red tint to his skin and the slight horn-like bumps on his forehead.
He was dressed in a similar fashion to Andrea, his black suit was open at the front, with matching fastenings, but this male was huge. He was impossibly tall and broad, Andrea estimated nearly 8 feet tall. His engorged cock stood stiff and weeping was nearly as wide as Andrea's thigh at the base and looked longer than her arm. There was no pubic hair. Large heavy, hairless balls hung below the cock, she could swear they throbbed. The man looked like her fantasy come to life, a perfect mate. Andrea's body wanted that cock inside her, but her mind knew that her body couldn't accept anything that big without a lot of damage. But she would willingly surrender to him if he would give her the satisfaction that she desperately craved.
The large man walked up to her, grabbed her face and brought her eyes to meet his. "Will you be mine, my slave? Will you accept me as your Master?" The words sang in Andrea's head, but the man hadn't spoken aloud. "Think your answer. Will you submit, give yourself to me, mind, body and soul? I will own you, your body. I will possess you, your passion, your arousal." The fire in the large man's eyes burned into Andrea, she felt consumed.
The look of impatience on the man's face tinged the mental voice. "Your past life is over. If you submit to me, I can give you satisfaction. Do you want completion?" The large man leant his body closer, bent his knees slightly and started rubbing the tip of his cock across Andrea's clitoris, she gasped as the bloom of desire screamed into her brain.
"Yes. Oh God, fuck yes." Andrea didn't care anymore, she wanted to climax. She no longer cared about what happened after. She wanted his cock, wanted to be possessed. She would surrender, she couldn't help herself. Andrea needed his cock inside her.
The large man adjusted his hold on her face and watched her reaction as he spoke in her head. "I release you." As the man said that, Andrea could move again. The large man leant closer, his breath brushing Andrea's lips. He spoke to her in mindspeak again as his eyes bored into Andrea's brain. "Say, Take me Master." Andrea's mind drowned in this man's eyes as she was captured and all she could do was obey.
Andrea thought the words. "Take me Master." The large cock slid down to the opening of Andrea's wet and willing center. The feel of the hot flesh was incredible. The heat and then the incredible pressure of the giant cock forcing its way into Andrea's body only drove her arousal higher. The flash of pain from her stretched vagina was replaced by the increased sensation that the tightness brought. Andrea heard her Master's voice in her head. "Mine." Andrea's body wavered on the pain/pleasure edge.
Andrea could feel the thick cock sinking deeper into her body, stretching her wider and forcing her body to accept the hard, thick intruder. The throbbing of his pulse was pounding in the veins of his cock and Andrea could feel every ripple, every notch of the hot cock as it slid slowly into her tight tunnel. She couldn't think, the feeling of being possessed drowned out thought, she could only feel.
Andrea was stretched and full as the flared tip of his cock settled against her cervix and pushed harder, penetrating deeper into her body. Less than a quarter of his cock was inside her. The feeling of being split in two was accompanied by the need for more, it sang in her body, but the harness didn't allow for movement. The Master pulled out slightly as his gaze filled Andrea's mind as his cock filled her body. She had some sexual experience, but this was far outside anything she had ever felt. She was owned, a slave. Her world shattered in a bright light of orgasm as her Master's cock thrust up hard into her body and claimed his slave.
Andrea's sight was filled with her Master's eyes penetrating her consciousness, as orgasm after orgasm was pounded into her body by her Master's cock thrusting in faster and faster, again and again. The hard cock pulled almost right out and slammed in, again and again. Andrea's body tightened on the hard cock with unending passion, as she felt the satin steel of each thrust with every cell and nerve in her tight and wet vagina.
As each wave of orgasm rolled through her body, Andrea's brain was invaded with another different feeling of pleasure, as her Master fucked her brain as well as her body. Her Master's gaze held her captive as he dived into her brain and made each harder thrust of his cock more pleasurable than the last. The throb of each heartbeat echoed in the pulsing sensation of her Master's cock as it pounded away at Andrea's body and mind.
As Andrea's world faded away on a wave of pure pleasure she heard her Master's voice. "What are you?" Andrea could only reply. "Yours, Master. Your slave, your body Master." Andrea's body was rammed by a final lunge of her Master's cock as he orgasmed.
The feel of her Master's cum burned into her body as it was shot straight into her womb under incredible force. The rush of fluid filled her with warmth and she felt it moving into the rest of her body as the jets of cum overflowed through Andrea's fallopian tubes. Her body was bathed internally as the Master's cum possessed her whole body. She felt like her whole body had turned to liquid, her body totally relaxed as the hot cum was absorbed by her body. With that Andrea faded out as another orgasm rolled through every single cell of her body.
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Andrea became aware again as the pleasure simmered inside her body. She was pressed up against something warm and moving. She could feel her body sing with pleasure with her Master's cock buried deep within her body. It pulsed and throbbed as her Master walked. Each movement sent a ripple of heat into her center.
She was attached to her Master. The fastenings of her suit were connected to her Master's. Andrea's knees were lifted and attached to the sides of her Master's suit. The side attachments under Andrea's shoulder blades were attached to fastenings on the Master's side. As the Master walked the small movement caressed Andrea's internal lining of her vagina which had increased a hundred fold in sexual sensitivity. She lifted her head from where it had rested on the warmth of her Master's bare chest and looked up to find her Master smiling down at her as he walked along the corridors.
"Come for me." The Master's eyes locked with Andrea's as a huge orgasm rippled through her body. "And again." Andrea's body obeyed the mental command. Her fists grabbed at the handholds on her Master suit, as the second orgasm shuddered through Andrea. The throb of her Master's cock pulsed through her body. The wash of orgasm relaxed Andrea and she felt her Master's hand on her head. "Sleep, my slave. All will be well." As Andrea drifted off to sleep she felt the push of her Master's cock deeper in her body as he walked along. Her Master's cock was still growing. Andrea felt a thrill as she thought of pleasuring her Master's cock as it grew even larger inside her body.
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The Master settled into the pilot's seat of his craft. He secured himself and his sexy attachment using the approved configuration for Master and slave. He powered up the controls for the short flight to his home planet. He had been lucky to find a sex slave so soon after coming into his sexual maturity. He had only reached maturity five cycles ago and only went to the slave market on the off chance that one might be compatible and available. This slave would do well, her mind was wonderfully refreshing. This slave had never been touched mentally, such a rarity and well worth the price he had paid.
She would be easy to train as the mental stimulants and hormones she had been prepared with, were almost perfectly compatible with her species. Her mind had been so open, it was like slipping into a soft comfortable glove. He had been worried that she would fight her new life, but so far it had been better than expected. The Master looked down at his prize and stroked her beautiful hair, he liked it a lot. If it got too long he would braid it, but at the moment it was very pleasing to him. The Master felt the first mental stirrings of his slave as the craft started its ascent.
As Andrea woke, she realized that it hadn't been a dream, but was now her reality. Her Master was now seated and she was now sitting in his lap, still impaled on the monster cock. Andrea was aware of added pressure across her back and could see that they were in some sort of spaceship. She could see the world turning black as the ground disappeared. The strain of increased G forces pressed down on Andrea. The feel of her Master's cock buried deep in her body increased as she was pressed down into his lap.
The Master looked down at his slave, tilted her head back and kissed her. The soft mouth opened eagerly and the Master's tongue dove in as he mentally called to his slave. "Feel my cock throb, tighten your internal walls, caress my cock inside your tunnel of need. Stroke my cock with your muscles." The Master stroked his tongue inside his slave's mouth as she obeyed his commands.
Andrea's body obeyed. Not that she would refuse, not now. Her body tightened around her Master's cock and then relaxed and then tightened again as the G forces pressed her onto her Master's cock. Andrea was aroused and needy as the tip of her Master's cock vibrated her cervix. Then the Master put his tongue all the way down her throat and she felt a liquid being forced into her throat and into her stomach. She climaxed and the sensation was intensified by the Master's mind-spoken command. "Come now, slave." The feel of her Master's cum filled her again as the pulsing jets of cum spread inside her relaxed and totally obedient body.
As Andrea's body shivered and shook with the orgasm the Master pulled back from her throat and allowed Andrea to inhale a deep breath. "Good slave." The Master mentally stroked Andrea's pleasure center for taking his tongue first time and not panicking. The liquid he had sent into his slaves' throat was more hormonal stimulants to increase her sexual desire. As the Master stroked along Andrea's mental pleasure center he projected a mental image of what he wanted to do when they got to his home.
The mental image that invaded Andrea's mind was enough to send her crashing into another orgasm. The white light of pleasure sent Andrea into the calm of sleep as a small mental chuckle from her Master was heard. "Rest now, slave. You've had a hard day."
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The Master landed his craft on his small homeworld and left the droids and servants to unload his supplies. It has been a very profitable journey, now he was going to take some time to get to know his slave, learn her body and bond.
He entered his home and set the privacy lock in place. His servants were well trained and his Major Domo could be trusted to carry on without his supervision. The Master took his slave into his large bedroom and carefully undid the fastenings of the harness suit. His slave stayed asleep as he pulled his cock from her body, but that wasn't surprising considering the energy she had expended.
The Master peeled off Andrea's suit, laid her on the huge bed and covered her with a light sheet. The Master went to the bathroom and showered. He had lots of time to get ready as his slave was still sleeping deeply as he returned and ordered dinner from the cook. The Master put aside his slave's meal and ate his with relish, he also had lots of energy to replenish.
Andrea woke to a wonderful smell in the air, but an empty ache inside her. Andrea's body ached with physical discomfort and an unidentified emotional loss. With a start she sat up realizing that she was no longer impaled by her Master's cock. Andrea swung round as she heard a chuckle come from the other side of the room.
"Come over here and eat slave, you have lots of energy to catch up on." The Master spoke aloud as he sat at a table, Andrea crawled off the huge bed to sit opposite her Master on the seat indicated. The seat had been made especially for her, she climbed the steps and gingerly sat on the cushion. Sitting was slightly uncomfortable, but tolerable. She was surprised that she hadn't been particularly hurt by the monster size of her Master's cock.
Andrea drank the highly concentrated energy broth from a bowl and ate the unidentifiable food as she looked at the large man who was as naked as she was. He was very pleasing to her in an alien almost demonic sense with a cock that was more than obscene, and all hers. Andrea was aroused as she remembered what it felt like when her Master had taken her the first time. After Andrea finished eating, the Master took her hand and led her to the bathroom. She felt child-like in size, her head only came up to the Master's chest. Andrea could swear he was taller than before.
As her Master turned, Andrea realized that his cock had somehow disappeared. There was just a small little bulge in the pubic hair. The disappointment flooded her, was that all the sex that she was going to get? The Master patted Andrea's head. "My species has a different physiological structure. At this stage of my sexual maturity my cock only comes out when aroused and grows to fit the available space. I am just starting my sexual development. Don't worry my slave, you'll get more pleasure later, first let's get you clean." The Master's voice was gentle and soft, just like his mental voice. Andrea could only think of pleasing her Master. Andrea's body was cleaned thoroughly, inside and out. By the end she was aroused and aching with need again. The space that felt empty had grown, she needed her Master to fill it again. "Take me Master." Andrea wanted to be filled, completed, possessed. The Master smiled a predatory smile, lifted his slave into his arms and walked back into the bedroom. He lay his slave down on the bed and crouched over her as she lay looking up at him.
As the Master watched, his slave spread her legs and placed her hands above her head. She was totally exposed and wanting, her vagina wet and waiting to be filled. The Master's cock unsheathed from his body and grew to an impressive size as the slave watched and groaned with need. The Master bent his head and started to lick and tease his slave's clitoris. Using mind speak he commanded. "Don't come until I tell you to. No orgasm until permitted." The Master was pleased when his slave mind-spoke in reply. "Yes Master, anything for you Master."
Andrea surrendered to her Master, her need for fulfillment overrode her need for identity as she felt her Master's mental touch stroke and fill her mind. The touch of his long, hot tongue made her body sing and then his tongue dived into her vagina, licking up into the hot tunnel. Andrea trembled with the repressed need to climax. The ability to climax had been surrendered and so her body shuddered on the edge of orgasm for what felt like hours. "More Master, please, more." The slave begged. The Master knew his slave had been very patient, so he would give her more. The lick and thrust of the Master's tongue was removed and the slave was able to calm slightly as the Master moved up to her breasts. With one hand the Master teased one nipple and he sucked the other breast into his mouth and stroked the flesh with his tongue. The slave's breasts were just the right size. The slave panted and groaned as the orgasm was denied. The feel was incredible, Andrea had never felt like this before. The Master crawled over Andrea's body, licking and sucking across her skin. Finally he lifted her legs up high and wide as he pressed his weeping cockhead to his slave's vagina.
Andrea's body was vibrating with need she opened her legs as wide as she could and mentally pleaded. "Take me Master, make me yours. Fill me Master, possess me, fuck me." The slave's plea was rewarded.
"Yes, my slave, you can come now." With a massive thrust the Master slammed his hard wide cock into Andrea, sending a crash of pleasure through her brain as he hammered her brains pleasure center while slamming into her cervix with his hot shaft.
The Master leant over his slave and thrust into her body with long hard strokes, faster and faster, harder and harder as he matched each stroke with a mental slam into his slave's brain. She was so incredibly responsive, each thrust brought an orgasm, piling one on top of another, overlapping and burning away all thoughts but her Master and the pleasure he was bringing her. He felt his climax coming and thrust in again as his seed was fired into the small channel of his slave's cervix, filling his slave to overflowing. The limp body under his was still shuddering as the orgasms rolled through her body.
The Master rolled onto his back pulling his slave on top and he rested, slightly propped up on the headboard as he watched his slave struggle to stay awake as the sated feeling overwhelmed her. The Master stoked through his slave's long hair. "Sleep now my little slave. When you awaken you can pleasure me again."
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When Andrea woke and could feel her Master's cock throbbing inside her. She could feel some of the changes in her body that the hard and massive intruder had wrought. She smiled at her Master. Andrea's heart had never been this full of love and desire. What she remembered of her past was nothing in comparison to what she was feeling now.
The Master smiled back and put his hands under his head. "Pleasure yourself on my cock slave, keep moving until I tell you to stop." The Master commanded his slave's body and it moved as he commanded.
Andrea's legs had straddled the Master's body and her feet were just touching the bed. She had propped her hands on his chest to get traction to move and she lunged forwards and then backwards. The effort it took to move was overridden by the pleasure as the first orgasm rolled through Andrea's body. Andrea could feel the throb of her Master's cock as she thrust backwards. The hard velvet flesh felt so good as she slammed back onto it again and again. The mental command of her Master allowed Andrea to concentrate on the feeling that coursed through her body as she moved backwards and forwards to her pleasure. Andrea's body was operating under the Master's direction and she could just enjoy the ride as time and again she was brought to climax.
The Master controlled his slave's movements with his gaze as he locked her gaze to his. The swinging hair and shuddering of her body counterpointed the unbroken stroke as his slave pleasured him. The Master shifted his hands to his slave's breasts as she thrust onto his wide cock. Pinching and rubbing his slave's breasts increased her pleasure as the Master watched the orgasms shake his slave's body, over and over.
Again and again Andrea drove herself back onto her Master's cock. The shaking of her thighs, the rasping breath, the sweat running down her body all were small things compared with the endless pleasure of being allowed to pleasure her Master. Orgasm after orgasm thundered through her body as her Master placed his hands on her shoulders and started pushing her down even more firmly. One final hard thrust and her Master's cum tore into her body, filling and warming every crevice inside her. Andrea's final orgasm was blindingly enhanced by her Master's mental shove against her brain's pleasure center that shook Andrea to the core and she fainted even as her body still trembled with orgasmic shudders.
The Master lay back with satisfaction. This was going to work out well indeed. The mental pathways were open and free in his slave. She was pleasing to the eye and took enjoyment from the act, her uncensored mental shouts of pleasure were even more arousing to him. Her pleasure was echoed back to him freely. His slave apparently had no mental barriers of any sort, a perfect sex slave.
The Master now had to do some work. A large estate didn't run itself, even with the best help money could buy. The Master eased his new slave off his rapidly dwindling cock and went to clean up. After a bath and more food he picked up his new possession and carefully bathed her in the deep water of the bathing pool. He kept his slave asleep by a mental command to the autonomic part of her brain as he carefully washed and cleaned her body, inside and out.
He carried his slave out into the bedroom and dressed her in the harness suit again. The Master pulled his suit on as well and he gently fastened his slave back into the tight position. His cock was not aroused, but he would be as soon as he allowed his slave to wake. Until then he had work to do. With a gentle brush of her face with his fingertips, the Master settled his slave into his chest with the restraint and stepped out into the main house.
The Master was pleased with his workers. There was very little to correct from the two cycles he had been away. Sitting down and doing the paperwork was a chore but it had to be done. His slave was still in deep sleep, so he might as well do all the work while he had the time. If he didn't allow his slave enough rest she wouldn't be able to stand the rigors of her duties. Besides the old saying, 'denial makes the cock grow bigger' might be true.
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Once the paperwork was done the Master decided to do a patrol of his property. He decided to go on beastback, as they needed exercise after his time away. By the time the Master reached the stables the beast was saddled and ready to ride. With a strong heave, he was seated and his slave was settled on his lap. Swiftly the Master rode out of the yard on the beast.
As he trotted along the Master felt the slave wake to the rhythm of the beast. The groan of her arousal was pleasing to the Master. The slave tightened her grip on his hips with her knees and bore down on his pubic bone. "Oh Master, yes Master." The Master could tell her clitoris was being pounded by the bounce of the beast. Her hot wet juices bathed his hidden cock.
The slave's arousal was being broadcast as her groans and panting complimented the mental cry as she neared orgasm just from the friction. Her arousal called to the Master and his cock unsheathed and slid into the hot heat of his slave's wetness. Andrea's body felt every pulse as the expanding muscle throbbed and pushed into her body while being pounded on her clit. As his cock grew in length and breadth, his slave's mental calls grew in need. "Oh God, oh yes, more, oh God fuck me, yessss." The frantic need of his slave was incredibly stimulating to the Master.
The Master kicked the beast and they started to canter. The pounding changed rhythm, but grew faster and harder. The Master's cock was full, wide and still growing, the bounce was slamming the tip into Andrea's cervix. Andrea's body had been altered and changed by the Master's cum and now her cervix was even more sensitive than her clitoris. The pounding that the ride was giving it, brought orgasm after orgasm as the Master rode the beast in a fast canter.
Andrea's orgasms were so intense that she was insensible, almost unconscious as the canter dropped to a trot and then slowed to a walk. The Master waited until his slave had got some awareness back and then kissed her. The Master's tongue slid into Andrea's mouth and filled her with the hot muscle. As her jaw was forced wider the Master stroked her mental pleasure center as he thrust his tongue down his slave's throat and kicked the beast into a trot.
The pounding of her cervix and clitoris from the ride, the feel of her Master's tongue filling her plus the mental stimulation, brought Andrea an orgasm of fearsome power that shook her until she passed out. The Master pulled his tongue out and rode back to the stables with a hard canter which aroused his slave as she woke again. His slave was making mewling noises as he held off her orgasm by a mental block, while feeling his throbbing cock expand even further than ever into the hot tight body of his slave.
The Master was able to hold off his orgasm until he finally rode the beast into the yard. With a tight hold on himself and his slave, he lifted off the animal and walked back to the house. He loosened the harness as he neared the bed. He dove down, shoving his cock with all his strength into his slave, releasing his climax.
The pleasure/pain of the thrust and orgasm brought a scream from Andrea's lips that was stifled by the hard weight of the Master collapsing onto her. As the Master's cum slammed into her body another more intense wave of orgasms rolled through her. The Master's cock twitched and grew harder as his pleasure was increased by his slave's mental echoes.
The Master held himself still and rested on top of his slave. The shuddering slave could feel the hard cock pulsing with arousal as the Master lay on top, keeping just enough weight off her to prevent crushing. The desire flowed between their minds as the slave gave up her passion to the Master. "Your body is mine slave. You cannot move, you cannot speak. You are relaxed and limp, but aware." The command was greeted with the limp form of the slave gazing up as the Master pulled up onto his knees.
His hard cock was still buried deep in his slave, but was trying to stand upright, even with the weight of the slave holding it down. The slave's long hair was spread under her head, fanning out on the bed. She was slowly being raised as his cock thickened and hardened even further as his desire grew. The sight of his sex slave impaled on his cock, being lifted off the bed by the sheer strength of his desire flowed through him. With amazement he watched his limp slave orgasm as she was lifted by his cock. She hung limp and shuddering with passion as the Master's cock was visible through the soft belly of his slave.
Andrea could feel the command take control of her body and she gave it up willingly. She wanted to please her Master. As her Master pulled back she could feel his cock throbbing and hardening even further. The limpness of her body allowed her to feel everything, the throb of her Master's cock stimulated her cervix. The Master's cock grew and pushed further into her body as she orgasmed.
Suddenly the Master slammed her down again as hoisted her legs up onto his shoulders. He thrust his larger and harder cock into her body over and over again. Deeper and harder each stroke, again and again. The bright flashes of orgasm after orgasm rolled over her limp body as the Master pounded in, again and again. With a loud cry of completion the Master buried his burning cock into his slave's body and shuddered with a climax that was the hardest and longest in his life.
The wave of cum pushed Andrea's body into a haze of pleasure as each throb of her Master's cock felt like a thrust. Each twitch of his body felt like a slam into her body. Andrea was so aroused that she was past orgasm. As she lay feeling everything as one giant pleasure, the Master stoked her face with his hand. "I release you." The mental call relaxed the slave and she sighed, feeling the throb of his cock still hard and throbbing inside her wet heat. As his slave lay on the bed she looked at him with large hungry eyes that pleaded for more. The Master slowly crouched over his slave and slowly withdrew the large head of his cock back to his slave's wet opening. "Tell me who I am." The Master commanded mentally.
The slave gasped as the arousal for more burned through her body. "You're my Master, my world, my everything, my life, my love. Oh God, more, faster." The slave's mental voice trailed off as the Master slowly stroked his cock in and out of his slave's wet pussy. Very gently, very slowly, but deeply. The rush of orgasm was held just out of his slave's reach by the slow steady thrust in and out, deeper and deeper. She could feel every single inch as it slid in deeper each time.
Andrea was floating in a burning sea of arousal and desire. She burned with need but was denied the completion she craved. She opened her eyes and saw her Master's lust capture her body again and felt the wave of desire in her Master build as their gaze burned into each others brain and the blinding orgasm that they shared tumbled them into a frenzy of need. The Master thrust again and again as his cum spurted and filled his slave's body again and again.
The slave, locked in a cycle of orgasm that was never-ending, could only shiver and shake as her body reacted to the pounding of the hard, hot muscle as it possessed and filled her body, again and again. Finally she drifted away as a final thrust from her Master poured her body into the darkness.
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The Master once again washed and bathed while keeping his slave asleep. He took his time washing her long hair, then the Master permanently removed all her body hair, except for a small strip around her vagina. After drying his slave's long beautiful hair, he woke her as the evening meal arrived. The meal was eaten with relish, as his slave was hungry. The energy being used was partially replaced by the nutrients in his cum, but the slave would still need real nourishment.
He finished his meal and held out his hand. "Come here, slave." The command was hastily complied with as Andrea hurried to the bed and was positioned on all fours. The Master came up behind his slave and unsheathed his cock. On his knees the Master pulled his slave backwards onto his cock and sat on his heels as he pushed his slave down onto his cock.
Andrea was dripping with need as she felt her Master's knees fit between her legs. As he pulled her back she felt the warm cock glide into her body. Her Master's hands cupped her breasts, tweaking the nipples as he pushed her down further onto his rapidly expanding cock. The Master leant over her shoulder and kissed her mouth as he shifted his knees apart, pushing her thighs even wider. The slam of her Master's cock up against her cervix brought a fast tight orgasm as her Master thrust her down again onto his cock.
As her Master's tongue invaded her mouth his cock pulsed and grew, pushing up into her harder and thicker than before. Andrea could now feel her Master's cock everywhere. Her fingers and toes tingled with the feel of his cock inside her body. Her hands covered her Master's as they stroked and kneaded her breasts. Her whole body throbbed in time to the cock that still pushed and grew inside her body.
As the Master arched backwards he pulled his slave up into an arch that brought a groan of delight from her as the hard throbbing cock shifted inside her body, changing the angle of penetration, putting pressure on different parts of her body. The Master dived into his slave's open mind and felt as the movement inside her body allowed his cock to expand again. The throb against his slave's cervix pushed his slave into another orgasm as the Master leaned forward and rocked backwards and forwards, making his cock shift inside his slave's body.
The Master leaned forward, pushing his slave face down onto the bed and he started stroke into her heat from behind. The Master held off his slave's orgasm with a command. "Don't come until I tell you." The reply from his slave was loud in its mental shout. "Yes Master. Yessss." The slave was held down as the Master thrust in and out, making his cock pound his slave's cervix in the tight tunnel.
The Master pulled out and flipped Andrea onto her back, lifted her legs wide and slammed back into her. The need was screaming in Andrea's body as her Master's cock pounded at her cervix. She felt the small hole twitch open as her Master's cock thrust against it.
The Master could feel the aching need in his slave's mind. "Relax every muscle in your body, don't come till I tell you to. Relax completely, your bones are liquid, your center will open for my cock." When his cock was tight and hard against his slave's cervix he paused, pressing down on her body. The Master dived into his slave's mind and stroked her pleasure center while denying her the orgasm her body screamed for.
The shaking and panting slave gazed up at her Master as he filled her vagina with his shaft. The pressure on her cervix was continued as her Master leant on her body heavily. Andrea's cervix relaxed and twitched as its opening accepted the head of her Master's cock into the tight space. The surprised look on the slave's face showed the Master that she had felt the final stage start, but obviously had no idea what it signified.
The Master kept the pressure bearing down on his slave's body as her cervix stretched more and more to accommodate the intruder. The pain of the stretch was eased as the Master stroked his slave's mental pleasure center over and over while still denying her climax.
With a lunge the pressure was translated into forward movement as the Master's cock suddenly shot through the virginal cervix and his cock hit his slave's womb. The Masters large balls finally hit his slave's buttocks as his cock was all the way in. "Come now." The mental command was complied with as his slave screamed as her body convulsed with passion. The Master's release was blinding as his cum poured out into the waiting womb, spurt after spurt of cum, wave after wave of release flowed out into his slave. Andrea's body convulsed with unrestrained passion as the feel of the Master's cock and hot cum inside her womb sent wave upon wave of orgasms that shook and tore at her body and mind.
He rolled onto his back, taking his limp slave with him, his strength weakened as cum still jerked out of his cock into his slave. Andrea could feel the warm rush of more cum flowing into her body, and still more came. Her body eagerly absorbing the hot fluid into each and every cell of her body. Her Master's cock pulsed out his seed into her again and again, as she lay jerking and shuddering on his stomach as the never-ending orgasms continued. The feeling of being swamped by the warm cum flowed through her body. Her Master's cock throbbed and pulsed, still growing thicker and longer as both their bodies pulsed with the Master's seed.
The mental connection was strong and getting stronger. The Master sent comfort and reassurance to his slave as the warm glow from the last stage of bonding flowed through them. The Master was satisfied, now he had a slave who could take his whole cock and was completely his.
"Come for me now, slave." The shudder of climax shivered through his slave's body as his cock again spurted more cum into her. "Again, slave." "Anything for you Master." The faint reply was almost lost as his slaves' orgasm rippled through both their minds as his slave's pleasure center was bound to his. As her orgasm rolled through her, his was triggered as well as they both gave into the need for sleep as their bodies shuddered with the last of their orgasms.
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The Master woke to the dawn chorus of birds as his bedroom grew light with the sunrise. He was now bound to his slave as she was bound to him. With great care the Master carried his slave to the wash pool still joined. They couldn't spend much time apart as the need to mate grew quickly. The never-ending need to be joined was now part of their lives. After cleaning in the bathing pool, the Master pulled out of his slave, dressed in his harness suit and pulled his slave into hers. With care, the Master once again entered his slave with his hard cock.
Andrea woke as her Master's cock pressed against her cervix which slowly opened, the flared cockhead slipping through the ultra sensitive tunnel. The sudden and huge orgasm that seared through them both brought a hard thrust from the Master and a wild scream from Andrea. The pulsing jet of cum reawakened her body as it trembled with a need that was even higher than before.
The Master quickly fastened the harness closures and tightened them to the tightest setting he could achieve. He rolled onto his back as his slave's orgasm rolled through him and his cock throbbed and pulsed with cum. His slave's internal muscles clamped down on his cock and massaged it as her orgasm finally died away.
Andrea looked at her Master and grinned. She could now understand the small flashes that she had seen in his mind. She now could see into his mind as he could see into hers. "Take me Master, take me again." The slave's call broke through the Master's tight control he had been keeping over his body's urgent needs and desires. He rolled over, released the hip fasteners, crushing her body under his as he thrust into her hot and willing body.
Andrea's orgasms rolled over her body in a mind shattering haze. Her Master's cock thrust in and out of her whole body, from tip to root, over two feet of hot, thick, hardened muscle, pounding through her tight and extra sensitive cervix, over and over again. The final scream came from the Master as he erupted through Andrea's body and mind. The Master's orgasm expanded his cockhead to fill his slave's womb completely. The now extra sensitive flared head of his cock was more than doubled in size and took up every bit of space in the soft lined womb.
The Master's orgasm left him on his back watching his slave's panting body try and take in more air. With a shaky hand he refastened the harness and stood on his trembling legs. His slave, barely awake tucked her head into his chest and let her body relax into sleep with a sigh as her Master's cock settled deeper again into her womb.
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The Master walked out into the main house to start the day. It was the start of the rest of his life. He and his slave, tied and bound to one another for life. Mated for life to a perfect sex slave. He now had the perfect life. He sat down at his dining table and started his breakfast as his slave opened her mouth for a spoonful of his food. He fed her as he ate, feeling the shiver of desire burn through them both as his cock twitched inside her body.
Andrea drifted in a haze of satisfaction. This was the way her life was now going to be. She was a sex slave to an alien. She was warm, fed, clean, happy and was having the best sex that any human had ever had. She knew what her Master wanted and how to please him. When her Master was pleased, she was sent spinning out of this world with pleasure. It sure beat working for a living.
After a satisfying breakfast, the Master worked at his desk, he still had the daily routine things that needed his attention. His slave slept deeply against his chest, settled into the now routine position in the harness. The Master shifted as his slave twitched in her sleep, but it was a nice zing. From now on, his cock would always be aroused, as his sexual maturity was complete with a mate. He and his slave were now almost symbiotic and entwined. The Master finished the paperwork and waited for his slave to wake. The Master sat watching the newsvids as the day crept by as the tired slave restored her precious energy.
Andrea woke with the knowledge that she never wanted to lose this feeling. She was impaled upon an enormous cock, being kept in a state of almost constant sexual pleasure and aware of a constant craving for more. She knew she would never lose interest, would always be cared for and loved by her Master, who would remain totally dedicated to her pleasure as it increased his own.
Andrea thought back to the conversations of the women she had known and worked with at the bank. Most of them were married or in long term relationships. Most of them were bored with their partners and complained at the lack of sexual passion in their lovemaking. Andrea had seen this as one of her reasons for staying single. Now she knew that the Master's passion would stay fresh and pure, this heat and fire of her Master's cock would always be all consuming for her. Andrea's thoughts heated her body with arousal.
As the Master's slave awoke, her body caressed the Master's cock and she was rewarded with a deep penetrating kiss that stroked down his slave's throat. Now that they were mated, his slave could now reap the benefits of the changes that the mating had made in them both.
Andrea felt her mouth being filled with her Master's tongue and eagerly opened wider to take more. The Master mind-spoke. "You can breathe, there's an air-tube now running through my tongue. Just relax and breathe." The Master's tongue filled her throat and with the tip of his tongue he vibrated the small newly formed nodule at the back of her throat that brought his slave instantly to orgasm.
Andrea felt the wet invader fill her throat and found that she could now breathe through her Master's tongue. It felt strange, but okay. As the Master found the nodule, Andrea's body spasmed in orgasm that didn't roll off, but held her in its tight and high climatic peak. "Master, oh God, yes. Master, oh, oh, fuck, oh, ohhhhh..." Andrea's mental shout died off as her brain lost the power to think, all she could do now was feel, every single cell in her body screamed in orgasm.
The slave's continuous orgasm brought the Master to climax that held him in its thrall as well. The two bodies shivered and bucked as each was held at the height of completion. Andrea's mind was stunned as it was kept totally at sexual peak as the flood of burning cum from her Master's cock continued, wave after wave flooding her womb, spurting into her body from the fallopian tubes under incredible and constant force.
The Master was burning with arousal as his slave's body clenched and squeezed his cock as it pulsed again and again. Master and slave's mind blended and heightened the sensations to an incredible and explosive end as they passed out when the overload took them past the point of consciousness. The two bodies relaxed and the kiss was broken.
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It was many hours before the Master woke. His slave was still deeply asleep. The effort from all the activity had worn her out. The Master ate and fed his slave as she slept, the slave automatically swallowing the nutrient broth as he spooned it into her mouth. After eating, the Master slept some more, lying on his back with his slave straddled comfortably on top.
Andrea woke after the sun had set, she had been asleep almost all day, but that wasn't surprising after all the fantastic sex. Andrea had noticed that the Master's skin had a much darker red tone, it reminded her of demonic pictures of the devil. Andrea was sure that her Master had grown broader and taller as well. The thrill of having her own large alien Master was transmitted across to the Master who smiled, stood and took them into the bathroom.
Andrea was surprised when the Master stepped straight into the water without removing the suits or releasing her from the harness. The Master caught his slave's mental question and answered it. "It will be hard to stay disconnected for any length of time from now on. We are bonded and that brings with it a need to always be together. That's why my species needs sex slaves. Once we hit sexual maturity it becomes imperative to find a mate. Only with a mate can we be complete. Our species needs sexual completion many times in a period, otherwise we get unwell, sometimes the unlucky ones die through lack of a mate." The Master's explanation quieted many of the questions about Andrea's new life.
The Master showed Andrea how to disconnect the harness and power down the suits. As the Master's cock carefully pulled out of Andrea, she felt a huge ache in the center of her body where the Master's cock had been. The overwhelming need to feel his cock inside her was only tempered by the necessary functions of cleaning her body.
As Andrea climbed out of the bathing pool she was caught by her reflection in the full-length mirror on the wall. Her hair was growing faster than normal, it almost was past her breasts which were fuller and perkier than when she had been taken. Her nipples had darkened and now were constantly erect and incredibly sensitive. Her skin was now flawless, her hairless body felt sensuously smooth and the small strip of pubic hair looked nice and neat. All of Andrea's curves were more defined with her ass very tight.
The Master stood behind the slave as she inspected the changes to her body. "Is there anything you want to change? I can make almost anything different." The Master had left his slave relatively unchanged as it might have made her adjustment more difficult if he had done too much and he was pleased with her appearance as she was.
Andrea inspected her body, the gap between her thighs was nearly a hand span across whereas before her thighs had just slightly brushed together. There was only one thing she could think of to change. "Master, can you make my internal muscles stronger, so I can grip your cock harder?" The smile that bloomed on the Master's face brought a flush of desire rushing through Andrea's body. "Yes, my slave. I can do that. I'll also strengthen your thigh muscles so you can grip tighter with your knees." The Master watched in the mirror as his slave started to pant with arousal as her imagination showed her the possibilities.
The Master could feel the burn of need in both their bodies. He was going to ease the ache now. The Master grabbed his slave under the knees and lifted her body up, parting her thighs as he looked at her in the mirror and she returned the gaze.
With a gentle shift Andrea saw the Master's cock being aligned with her pussy and was awed that her body could accommodate such a huge, thick cock. It brought her to sexual peak just by seeing and feeling her body lowered onto the hard smoothness. As Andrea watched and felt the slip and stretch of her body swallowing up the ribbed tree trunk of muscle, she arched her back trying to get more sensation. Her arms fell to her sides she watched her Master's shaft slowly breach her sensitive cervix. Andrea climaxed as the Master watched her in the mirror.
As the Master's cock settled into his slave's womb and again swelled to fill the space, he very slowly lowered his slave's knees and felt the strain on his slave's body as her pelvic girdle was stretched. The Master could feel the increased pressure on his cock as he stroked his slave's pleasure center. The climax that rippled through Andrea's body eased the pain as the pleasure overran the pain. The groan from his slave was accompanied by her mental litany. "Oh Master, oh God, oh Master, yes, oh, don't stop, oh, oh, ahhhhh."
As the stretch on the slave's pelvic girdle was transmuted into orgasms, the Master allowed the slave's legs to dangle freely as she hung suspended on his cock. The Master moved his hands to the firm breasts, pinched and stroked the nipples as his slave shuddered and groaned.
The Master held his climax off with difficulty as he waited for his slave's body to adjust to the new position. The Master watched the draped lids of his slave's eyes flutter with the orgasms that still rolled through her body. The Master stopped manipulating his slave's pleasure center and let her rest. The Master tightened his hold on his slave's breasts. The ripple of another orgasm rolled through her as her body settled deeper and took in more of the Master's cock. The Master watched his slave's eyes finally steady and lock with his. "Don't come until I tell you." The Master heard the mental affirmative reply from his slave. The Master turned and slowly walked into the bedroom using all his mental effort to hold off his orgasm and his slave's.
Andrea's body screamed with sensation as the movements of her Master's body set her legs swinging, grinding her hip bones against her Master's cock inside her, feeling her Master's cock shift and twist inside her as he walked. Andrea was chanting in her mind as the sensation took over her body. "Master, Master, yours, only yours, God, oh fuck, fuck, fuck me, take me, Master. Fuuuuck."
The Master reached the bed and carefully crawled onto the bed pulling his slave up between his legs. With a sigh he lay his slave flat on her front with her legs only fractionally apart. The position was incredibly tight on them both and the strain on his slave was almost too much. The Master pulled out of the tight tunnel fractionally and thrust back in with a command. "Come now." The slave's mental chant became a scream as she climaxed again and again as the Master's cock filled her. The Master thrust into the tight channel again and again as the incredible pressure took his arousal higher and higher.
Finally with one large thrust the Master collapsed onto his slave, driving his cock even deeper into her body, sending her screaming into the void as the pressure of his cum filling the tight space, pushed her over the edge. With an effort the Master rolled over onto his side and lay panting, trying to recover from the intense climax.
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They slept for a while and the Master woke first, as his body didn't need much sleep compared to his slave's. The Master carefully moved his slave around to the normal chest to chest position. The Master ate a late evening meal as he kept his slave asleep, not that there was much chance of her waking. The Master bathed them in the pool, letting his slave's legs slip down his thighs in the water, creating a less stressful way to stretch her pelvic girdle.
He once again dressed himself and his slave in the harness suit. Slowly he entered his slave's hot tunnel and felt the extra room that was now in her hips. Pushing through the cervix was getting faster, but still extremely sensitive as his slave orgasmed in her sleep just from the sensation. The Master heard a small soft sigh from his slave as his cockhead stretched her womb slightly larger again as it filled up all the internal space it could.
The Master fastened the harness, using the loosest setting for her knees. The Master walked out to the main house and he fed his slave the meal of nutrient broth while she slept, using the same technique of unconscious swallowing. His slave's body obeyed him completely, even when in the deepest of sleep. The Master was thrilled that his slave had given herself so willingly and so totally to him. They were mated and bonded, a perfect match.
The Master was going for a moonlight evening ride. The beast was ready and the Master mounted the beast and settled his slave onto the saddle, but leaving lots of slack in the harness. With a mental caress the Master woke his slave and trotted out for a night patrol.
Andrea woke to the marvelous sensation of the small thrusts of her Master's cock and gentle clitoris pounding of the ride. The first orgasm rolled through her body as she groaned with satisfaction. The Master commanded her. "Relax every single muscle in your body except for your vagina and pelvic floor. Tighten your vagina muscles, but every other muscle is totally and completely relaxed."
Andrea obeyed. "Yes Master, this body belongs to you to command at your will." Andrea could feel her body flop along with the movement, her internal muscles squeezed tighter as the thrusts gained in depth and the increased grip brought orgasms crashing through her body again and again.
The Master kicked the beast into a fast canter as the slave's body moved up and down on his cock, pounding away at his control. As the Master neared his climax he kicked the beast into a gallop that smoothed out the jerks but brought a harder, longer stroke as his slave's body glided up and down to the rhythm. The Master held tightly to the beast as his orgasm was pulled from his body by the screaming bundle of sex moving on his cock.
Andrea could feel every slip and glide of her Master's cock. She could feel every inch of his hot manhood inside her body. Every thrust, every pulse brought another orgasm as she screamed her devotion to her Master. "Yes, yes, oh God, yes. Master. Oh yes, my Master, anything, all yours, yours. Oh God. Fuck, fuck, fffuucckkkkkk." The hot cum of her Master filled her again and again as the beast sped along in moonlit twilight.
The stables finally loomed in the distance as the beast slowed and the Master thrust his slave down onto his cock for a final spurt of cum that poured out into the limp body of his slave. The beast came to a standstill and the Master slowly climbed off with shaky legs. The Master looked at the barely conscious slave and instructed. "I release you." The slave sighed as she lost the battle to stay conscious and the Master loosened the knee fastenings slowly letting his slave's legs swing down loose and relaxed. The Master walked slowly back to the main house using his slave's deep relaxed sleep to ease the discomfort of the constant stretch on her pelvic girdle that was grinding her hip bones into his cock as he walked.
Once in the house the Master undid the harness and stripped them both of the suits. As the Master lay down and entered his slave's body, it tightened around his cock with a small orgasm. With a rush of heat he slowly started stroking in and out of her wet heat as the moans and mumbles of the unconscious slave excited him. The Master thrust into the heat again and again as the need to possess and own his slave's unconscious reactions burned through him. Wave upon wave of cum swept into his slave's body as it jerked with orgasm even as it was unaware. The Master thrust time and again as he thrust his tongue into his slave's throat and stimulated the tiny nodule at the back of her throat. The slave's orgasm crested and held for endless minutes as her body answered the call. The frantic thrusts of the Master finally ended, as he rolled onto his side and passed out.
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The next morning Andrea woke to the throb of her Master's cock as it pulsed in her body, full and tight with arousal. She was sitting on her Master's cock as he leaned back on the headboard. Andrea's knees were high and pushed up close to her body. The Master's knees were drawn up and spread wide, letting Andrea's ass sit in the space between her Master's thighs, driving his cock deeper into her body. Andrea could feel the press of her Master's cock deep in her body as her womb throbbed with the cockhead pulsing with constrained desire.
Andrea looked up into her Master's eyes and mind-spoke to him. "Master, can you increase the thickness of your cock? Can you spread my hip bones with your hard muscle?" Andrea felt the throb of her Master's cock intensify with his raised arousal.
The Master's desire flooded through Andrea's mind as his eyes held her body in its thrall. "I am sure I can." The Master's species had cocks that grew to match their mate's ability to accept the size. The Master spread his knees wider and Andrea felt the press of her clitoris on his pubic bone. The Master's cock throbbed inside his slave and she panted as her arousal grew. The full feeling in Andrea's body grew as she felt the pulse of her Master's cock slowly stretch her little by little as each throb increased the width of his cock.
The Master leaned down and pulled his slave's mouth closer and thrust his tongue down her throat. He stroked the small button that exploded their world into orgasmic delight as they were caught in the whirling storm of orgasm. Andrea's body clamped down on the Master's cock as the storm tightened on her body and she lost her mind as her body shattered with never-ending orgasm. Her mental litany inflamed the Master as she screamed into his head. "Fuck, oh God. Master, Master!! Fuckfuckfuckfuuuuuu."
The Master's cock pulsed jet upon jet of his seed into his slave's tight womb as his cock pulsed and grew wider and thicker, stretching muscles and forcing sinew and bone to be remolded under his cocks pressure as his body forced a wider tunnel in his slave.
The Master's tongue continued to twitch and stroke the magic button inside his slave's throat as his slave lost consciousness, but her body still spasmed and shook with orgasm as it obeyed its reflexes. The Master never noticed, as his cock ached and burned with desire as it grew wider and wider still, pumping out seed with every jerk, flooding his slave's body forcing the cum into every cavity of his slave's body. And still more was pumped into the already full vessel.
Finally the overload reached critical mass and the Master lost the battle to stay present as his tongue slipped out of his slave's throat. They sat perched upon each other locked into place by the hard tight fit of the Master's cock as it pulsed and twitched with the urge to spread even further. The Master's body was possessing his slave's body, inch by inch.

The Master woke to find his slave sleeping contentedly as his cock still grew with tiny pulses and twitches as each throb increased its girth fractionally. The Master had no idea how wide his cock would finally grow, as no-one that he knew of had a slave from the same species as his. The slave traders who had supplied his slave hadn't given much information with her purchase, and the doctors at the auction house had only slightly more understanding of her species.
The Master watched his slave's face twitch and smile as she dreamed. The Master caught flashes of what she was dreaming about. The erotic dream was tightening her body and the Master gently stroked her pleasure center to orgasm as she slept. The slave's body shuddered and she sighed and relaxed even further onto the deep intruder. The Master didn't even have to use a mental command to keep her asleep as she was worn out.
The Master could see where his slave's hips were much wider than they had been. He concentrated on the changes he wanted in his slave's body. His cum would do the work for him, but he needed to command it first. With a sigh the Master slowly lowered his slave to the bed and withdrew his cock from her body.
The Master went into the bathroom and showered. The came back to the bedroom and picked up his slave and carried her into the bathing pool and gently washed her body inside and out. As he laid her on the bed she woke in a yawning stretch. The Master helped her languid limbs into the harness suit and dressed himself.
Andrea had had the first dream she could remember since being taken. She wanted to see if her Master would agree to try what she had dreamed. She watched her Master shrug on his harness suit. "Master, can I taste your seed?" Andrea didn't know if it was an insult or compliment to the Master's species to ask this.
The Master smiled as he heard his slave's worries behind the request. "My species are very free with sexual matters as we depend on sex for daily living. Yes, you can taste my seed. I'll teach you how to swallow it all." The Master knew that training would have to be gentle and slow because of his size.
The Master lay down on the bed beside his slave. "Suck on the tip to taste my seed." The Master didn't know if he could control his output. He didn't want his slave to drown in the viscous clear fluid, but it was an all or nothing situation.
Andrea sat up, crawled over to her Master's body and used both hands to pull the stiff shaft off his stomach. Andrea straddled her Master's chest, facing away from him and levered up the cock head to get face to face with the small hole that would release the seed. Andrea felt her Master's hands stroking her breasts as she pressed her lips around the hole and teased it with the tip of her tongue, she sucked and imagined what it would be like to fit this monster into her mouth.
The Master's arousal was high and the tiny stimulation was enough to release his orgasm. He had enough control to send a mental warning to his slave as his cock jerked with climax. The small orgasm swept over the Master quickly and was gone fast.
Andrea heard the warning as the hard meat in her hands pulsed and her mouth was filled with syrupy gel that tasted slightly like chocolate and coffee, but tingly. The struggle to swallow and accept the flow that instantly overwhelmed her mouth was lost as the excess flowed down her chin as she swallowed again and again. When Andrea realized the flow had stopped she licked her chin and looked down to see the trails of clear gel running in rivulets down her body. The tingly feeling was arousing and Andrea rubbed the cum into her exposed skin as her head spun with a dizzy buzz. With cum coated hands she stroked her breasts and down to her clit. She felt light and floaty with a drugged feeling of arousal. Almost like being stoned. Andreas vision took on a golden hue and she felt drunk.
The Master had lifted his head and watched over the slave's shoulder as she drank and then played with his cum. At least she appeared to enjoy it. He had been worried that she wouldn't like the harsh bitter taste. Alien species had notorious difference in taste capabilities. At the moment his slave was humming quietly as she stroked herself. Time to get moving. The Master swung his slave around and onto her back.
The Master slowly entered his slave and again felt her languid orgasm as his cock stroked through her cervix. With a contented sigh from them both, the Master's flared glans filled the slave's womb with throbbing tightness. The Master pressed down harder and felt his cock pulse and swell until tight and hot in the tunnel.
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The Master connected the harness fastenings and took them both to eat. The Master's slave rested against him in a soporific daze as he fed her the broth. The Master sat and ate his meal as his slave drifted in peaceful contentedness. She was just slightly aroused, but not enough to do anything about it. She accepted what the Master offered and sent a warm feeling of pleasure back to him in reply, but not needing anything in the psychedelic bliss that she floated in. She could feel her Master's cock throb and stretch as they moved through the daily duties. As the Master walked doing his errands the languid heat soaked into her bones and she could almost feel the groan of expanding cartilage, bone and sinew as the pressure of her Master's cock continued to press against her body.
The Master could feel the added size of his cock and was still surprised by the amazing adaptability of his slave. Had she no limits? She seemed content and the Master was happy to let her rest as she needed it. Through the day the Master watched and listened as his slave slipped in and out of sleep with moans and sighs as the twitches of his cocks expansion teased her arousal, but never took her to full alertness.
The Master sat feeding his slave the midday meal. She happily took his offerings but didn't initiate any other movement. Using a mental command the Master sent her into a deep sleep. The Master undressed himself and his slave, laying them down on his bed to join her in slumber.

When Andrea woke it was near sunset and the drowsy feeling had lifted to be replaced with a burning need. She lifted her head to see the Master looking at her. Andrea's eyes glowed with desire. "Take me Master, fill me with your cum, make me yours over and over again. Fuck me." The tightening of her internal walls around the Master's cock sent her arousal higher as she could feel every single twitch and spasm as it throbbed.
The Master rolled them over and crouched above his slave, he lifted her knees high and wide, pushing down to spread her hips wider. He drew back and slowly sank back into his slave with a firm pressure. His slave shivered with need and tightened her internal muscles as the Master started a firm but slow thrust. The slave's cervix clamped down tight against his shaft and the nerve endings in the incredibly tight tunnel were being blasted with stimulation as the hot cock thrust in and out. As each thrust hit the top of his slave's womb she orgasmed.
The Master's mind was bombarded with his slave's pleasure as it was broadcast back to him. He lost control, he started to plunge in harder and faster as his slave's body keened and wailed with delight. The slave's scream ripped into his body as she triggered his orgasm. "Master, now. Please, now." The Master's cum slammed into his slave's womb as his cockhead was imprisoned by her tight cervix as his orgasm shot wave upon wave of cum into his slave as she slipped into the void.
Andrea woke once again nestled up against her Master's chest, impaled on the living throbbing cock deep inside her body. She was content to just feel the warm heat soak into her as she thought about her life now. Fantastic sex, loving life partner and no need to ever work again. A fantasy come true. Andrea sighed and let her body relax into sleep again, she would need the energy real soon.
The End.