[ SUCCUBUS SQUAD OVERLOAD ] ๐ฅต๐๐
Aww... what's wrong, L O S E R~?
Can't handle a few hungry succubi GRINDING their SOFT, WET LIPS all over your helpless face? ๐ฅบ๐
[ DEBUFF APPLIED: D R O W N I N G ! ] ๐๐ฆ
Mmphโ! Can'tโbreatheโ!
Hehehe~ That's the point, dummy!
Just relax and let those warm, slick mouths press down harder~
Feel the tongues?
The suction?
The overwhelming pleasure flooding your nose, your lungs, your brain? ๐ฅด๐
[ DEBUFF STACKING: ]
๐ DROWNING โ Air: 0%
๐ OVERLOADED โ Pleasure: Maximum
๐ง BRAIN FOG โ IQ: -50
๐ฆ XP LEAK โ Active
"Aww... you're twitching so much..."
"Is it the lack of oxygen... or are you just loving this?" ๐๐
Another succubus climbs on.
Then another.
A pile of soft, grinding, hungry mouths smothering every inch of your face.
-100 XP ๐ฆ
-100 XP ๐ฆ
-100 XP ๐ฆ
"Mmm... we can feel you leaking down there, loser~"
"Our desperate little XP cow is getting milked just from our kisses~!" ๐คญ๐๐ฆ
One succubus leans down, whispering right in your ear through the wet, smothering chaos:
"Don't worry... we'll let you up... eventually..." ๐ฅฐ๐
"Once you're completely empty... and addicted to our lips forever~"
Hehehe~ Welcome to the squad, loser~
You're our new favorite snack. ๐๐๐
Now kiss, kiss, kiss~
Mommy's hungry. ๐๐๐
You were running.
Something was chasing you.
Big. Hungry. Closing in.
You didn't look back.
You just ran.
BOING.
You crashed into something soft.
Impossibly soft.
Your face sank before you could stop it.
[ STATUS: FACE-PLANTED ]
๐ TARGET: MIMIC'S CHEST
๐ง IQ: DROPPING
๐ฆ XP: LEAKING
๐ ESCAPE: FORGOTTEN
"Well, wellโฆ look what stumbled into me~" ๐
Her voice was warm. Sweet.
Her chest was warmer.
Bounce.
-10 IQ
Jiggle.
-20 XP ๐ฆ
You pressed deeper.
You couldn't stop.
Her boobs swallowed everythingโ
your thoughts, your fear, your name.
"That's itโฆ just sink in, dummyโฆ" ๐ฅด
-50 XP ๐ฆ๐ฆ
-30 IQ ๐ง
[ STATUS: FULLY SUNK ]
๐ FACE: BURIED
๐ง IQ: 0
๐ฆ XP: 0
๐ WILL: 0
๐ฏ PURPOSE: PRESS. LEAK. OBEY.
"Good boy. So much easier when you stop fighting." ๐
She patted your head.
You didn't flinch.
You just leaked.
[ FINAL STATUS: BOOBIE-BRAINED ]
๐ OWNER: MOMMY MIMIC
๐ PURPOSE: PRESS. LEAK. OBEY. REPEAT.
Good boy.
Now stay TRAPPED. ๐ฆ๐๐
i can see how hard you're getting ~ what happened to having a girlfriend hm? just relax and let me take care of that throbbing cock for you.. i know you've been staring at my oily thighs and perfect bouncy ass โก besides~ it's not cheating as long as we don't have sex, right? โก
#nsfwtwtูู #nsfwtwt #femdom #mommy #findom #goon #gooner #session #selling #paypig #menu
It's actually so awesome how deranged and PORNY your ideal partner would have to look like gooner!!
Nobody irl will EVER be able to reach those high standards you chose :333
Only PORN can satisfy you๐
โค๏ธ๐งก๐๐๐๐
โI canโt, itโs too dangerousโ
โW-what will I do when I have no more XP?โ
โThatโs too much!โ
You plead and beg as if you donโt want to drain all of your XP, but you end up right back ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, humping and pumping away as if youโve never talked to a woman~! ๐
How about you make things easier for me and stop whining like a ๐๐๐๐๐~?
Just ๐๐๐๐๐ and ๐๐๐๐, thatโs all you need toโฆ~โค๏ธ
And that isnโt so hard, ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ญ~? ๐๐
|#findom|#finsub|#domme|#nofap|#Relapse|#regress|#pump|#JOI|#Blackmail|#Techdom|#chasity|#2DFD|#Goddess|#Mommy
๐ฎ๐๐ , ๐๐๐'๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ฏ๐๐๐~
She said she could beat you without drawing steel and you were stupid enough to follow her out behind the guild hall to prove her wrong. The yard was empty, packed dirt and a leaning fence and the smell of old rain on wood, and she stood there with her arms folded like the whole afternoon was already hers. Voices carried faintly from the street, close enough to matter and far enough not to save you. She was arrogant the way girls got arrogant when they had decided you were easy, chin high, mouth sharp, talking about your rank like it was a joke she had already finished laughing at. You told her to put her fists up. You told her to stop talking. She looked you up and down, slow enough to make it an insult, lingering on your mouth and then your belt, and decided the easiest way to win was not to fight you at all.
โ๐ถ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ , ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ~โ
She slipped her top down instead of raising her hands, slow and spoiled, until her huge tits spilled out into the open air, heavy and bare, the fabric catching under them and framing the weight of her. Warm skin, tight nipples, the sudden pale mass of her chest in a yard that still smelled like rain. You froze. That was the first mistake. The second was looking. You made yourself look at her face instead, at the fence, at the alley mouth, anywhere but the weight of her, and she saw the effort immediately.
โ๐ซ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ฐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐~โ
She shook them. Lazy at first, then harder, the mass of her tits swaying and slapping softly together. You stepped back. You told her to cover up. You told her this was cheap. Your hand even twitched toward the hilt, a last attempt to make it a real fight, and she only laughed and bounced them once, hard enough that the motion stole the threat out of your arm. Your cock thickened in your trousers anyway, heat gathering low while your pride tried to call it anger, and she preyed on that exact split, shaking slower when you looked away, bouncing them again when your gaze slipped back down like she had been waiting for the slip.
โ๐จ๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ฐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ~โ
Your hand went toward your belt and you stopped it. Fingers hovered. The buckle stayed shut. For a few ugly seconds you actually held the line, jaw locked, staring at the wood of the fence while she stood there bare-chested and amused, close enough now that her perfume cut through the wet-dirt smell. She noticed the hover and smiled like she had found the weak point on a map.
โ๐ณ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ~โ
She stepped closer without touching you and shook them again, slower, letting you see every roll, every soft collision, every idle bounce she could have stopped and did not. The smell of her skin hit you. The motion filled the gap you had tried to keep. Your resistance lasted long enough to taste like pride and then the desire she was hunting did the rest. The buckle clicked too loud in the empty yard.
โ๐ถ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ , ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐ฏ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐~โ
You got your cock out in the open air, hard and leaking already. The first stroke was angry, a tight rough pull from base to tip that only made the need worse. You told yourself one stroke, just to take the edge off, just so you could think. She watched with a bratty grin and shook her chest in time with that one stroke, then the next, then the one after that, until the lie about stopping was already dead. Heat gathered low. The first drain slid out through the head of your cock on a tight upward stroke, a thin sweet leak of XP you felt leaving while she laughed at the shine on your fingers.
[๐๐๐๐๐๐]
[-๐๐๐๐๐]
โ๐พ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ฐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฏ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐~โ
She shook them closer and the draining stopped being an accident. You could feel the path of it now, heat loosening behind your navel, running the underside of your shaft, beading at the slit every time her tits swung left and your fist followed without meaning to. It was not her hand taking it. It was yours. That made it worse. You tried to slow down, to make it less obvious, and she preyed on that too, bouncing them lazily until your stroke sped up on its own. Left, and your palm dragged up. Right, and your thumb smeared the wet head. Another thin thread of levels left you on the smear, shining, wasted in the yard air.
[๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐]
[-๐๐๐๐๐, -๐๐๐๐๐, -๐๐๐๐๐]
โ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐ ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐, ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐~โ
You tried to put it away once. Your hand left your cock and reached for the fabric, breath harsh, pride clawing back up, and she only laughed and shook her tits harder, a sudden heavy side-to-side that put the full weight of her chest back in your sight. The desire she was using was already out in the open. Looking at the motion with your cock out was worse than stroking. Your fist closed around yourself again before you had finished the thought.
[๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐]
[-๐๐๐๐๐, -๐๐๐๐๐, -๐๐๐๐๐]
โ๐บ๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ , ๐ฐ ๐ ๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐~โ
The tighter grip only bottled the next leak until it burst out thicker when her chest clapped together. The slower stroke only let you feel the XP traveling, inch by inch, from the reserve you kept for real fights down through a cock you had pulled out because a girl bounced her tits at you. Pre-cum cooled on your knuckles and the next upstroke warmed it into a slicker, uglier sound. She talked into the sound, bratty and sweet and cruel all at once, stepping in until the heat off her skin almost touched your wrist.
[๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐]
[-๐๐๐๐๐, -๐๐๐๐๐, -๐๐๐๐๐]
โ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฏ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐~"
The double drain landed because she stacked the tease. She held her tits in her own hands for a second, lifted them, squeezed just enough to make the weight look heavier, then let them drop and swing, and your fist answered the drop with a fast wet pump that pulled two pulses out almost on top of each other. You felt the first one leave the shaft and the second follow from deeper, a layer you had not meant to spend. Your breath went ugly. The fence creaked. You told her to stop shaking. She shook smaller instead, a tight jiggling side-to-side that stayed in the center of your vision and would not let your eyes rest.
[๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐]
[-๐๐๐๐๐, -๐๐๐๐๐, -๐๐๐๐๐]
โ๐บ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐~โ
You started stroking just the head without noticing, short filthy circles around the ridge while she used that tiny motion like bait. That was where the cleanest leaks came from. Each circle beaded XP at the slit like she had aimed the tease there on purpose. Your palm shone. Your wrist ached. You hated the ache because it meant you had been feeding her long enough to feel it. She noticed the short strokes and got sweeter about it, which made it meaner.
[๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐]
[-๐๐๐๐๐, -๐๐๐๐๐, -๐๐๐๐๐]
โ๐ซ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐, ๐ฐ ๐ ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐~"
You froze again, mid-stroke, cock twitching in the open air. For one breath you almost had it, almost shoved it away and walked, and she leaned in and swung her chest an inch from your knuckles without letting you touch. Heat off her skin hit the wet head of your cock. The almost-contact was worse than a hand. Your hips jerked forward and the drain left you anyway, a thin bright thread pulled out by nothing but air and shame and the sight of her tits missing your fist by a breath.
[๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐]
[-๐๐๐๐๐, -๐๐๐๐๐, -๐๐๐๐๐]
โ๐ซ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ , ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ , ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ , ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฏ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐~โ
Your fist moved again because standing still with it out felt worse. You went back to the full stroke, root to tip, using every bit of slick you had already spilled, and the next leak traveled the whole length of you. You could map it if you wanted, from the weakening place behind your belt down the thick vein to the shining slit, leaving because you kept pumping to the sway of a girl who still had not thrown a punch. She talked through the mapping, telling you how red your cock looked, how cheap a Hero sold for, how pretty you were when you stopped pretending this was still a duel.
[๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐]
[-๐๐๐๐๐, -๐๐๐๐๐, -๐๐๐๐๐]
โ๐ป๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐~โ
The drain became continuous after that, not a clean tick but a leaking that never fully stopped between pumps. Levels beaded, smeared, beaded again. Your stomach jumped. A sound left your throat that was not a threat. She watched that sound like a prize and shook her tits through it, bratty and delighted, as if your ruin were the most entertaining thing she had done all week.
[๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐๐]
[-๐๐๐๐๐, -๐๐๐๐๐, -๐๐๐๐๐]
โ๐ซ๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ , ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐ฐโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐, ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐~โ
You lasted because you were angry and you broke because you were staring. She gave one last heavy shake, tits swinging wide enough that the motion filled the whole front of you, and your fist tightened on the upstroke as the rest of it tore out of you. Thick ropes spilled over your fingers and onto the packed dirt while XP rushed through your cock in the same helpless flood, levels leaving with the orgasm like they had been waiting for a girl to bounce her chest and let your own desire finish the fight. She watched the mess with open scorn and open delight, chest still bare, still moving a little, as if even your climax was just proof she had never needed a blade.
[๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐!]
[-๐๐๐๐๐๐!]
[๐๐๐๐๐ ๐]
You stood there wrecked against the fence, cock wet, levels gone, the arrogant girl already tugging her top back up like the afternoon had been a minor errand. The fabric caught on a nipple and she fixed it with two fingers, bored already, then glanced at the shine on your hand and the stain on the dirt and smiled like a winner who had not broken a sweat.
โ๐บ๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ฐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ , ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฐโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐~โ
She left you in the yard with an empty belt and a fight you had lost without ever throwing a punch.
๐ฐ๐ ๐๐๐~
{๐ฉ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ต๐ซ?:๐ณ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐ ๐ท๐๐๐๐๐!}
โHehe~ Feeling ๐๐ฎ๐ช๐ด๐ฎ๐ป, hero~? Is a little ๐ฑ๐ช๐ท๐ญ ๐ฑ๐ธ๐ต๐ญ๐ฒ๐ท๐ฐ all it takes to ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ต๐ฝ your will~?โ ๐
The heroโs mind is being ๐ญ๐ธ๐ถ๐ฒ๐ท๐ช๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ญ! ๐
Hero: โ๐-๐๐ค ๐ฌ๐๐ง๐ข! ๐๐๐๐! ๐-๐ ๐๐๐๐ฟ ๐๐๐ง! ๐๐๐๐! ๐๐ค๐ข๐ข๐ฎ! ๐๐๐๐๐! ๐๐๐๐๐!!!โ ๐ตโ๐ซ๐ตโ๐ซ๐ตโ๐ซ
So much ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ XP that youโre just handing away~!
Donโt regretenough XP to keep yourself from becoming a ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐~! ๐
And if you didnโtโฆ๐๐ก๐จ ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ฌ~?
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From the moment you saw me, you knew you were ๐ก๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ค๐๐~
You knew for a fact you couldn't resist my charms, my irresistible attitude, my gigantic wobbling ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐~
Now you're a permanent Lily-addict, just as you should be~
Good goonie <3
Some boys chase manhood. Others discover where they truly belongโฆ ๐๐โจ
๐ Feminization โข ๐ Transformation โข ๐ค Obedience
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๐ DM for Feminization
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โBro my eyes are up here dummyโฆโ
You nodded but couldnโt seem to stop staring at her jiggly scam ass~
โYou donโt mind if I take your car tonight right bro, just keep nodding~โ
You nodded your empty head as her bubble butt bounced your IQ down to zero and she swiped the keys~
โKeeping your guard up must be soooo stressful~ Why not take it easy and scroll through Mommyโs page a bit~? Thereโs no way youโd become addicted as long as you just keep it to staring~! Here, how about a ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ to start things off~?โ ๐
*๐บ๐ด๐ถ๐ถ๐ถ๐ช๐ฏ~* ๐๐๐
๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐น๐ด~! ๐
"You wouldn't mind feeding me more experience, do you~? I promise it'll only be a little~! Just enough to make these ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฎ, ๐ฑ๐ผ๐ฐ๐ช๐ ๐ฉ๐น๐ฌ๐จ๐บ๐ป๐บ even ๐ญ๐จ๐ป๐ป๐ฌ๐น~!" ๐ฅฐ
๐ถ๐๐๐๐ ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฌ๐ฟ๐ท~?
โค๐๐๐ ฬทNฬทฬทOฬท
As the military general in charge of conquering the planet you never expected the local residents to use their wet warm fuck holes to brainwash you during negotiations~
โThatโs it little human, just pump your cock right into my soft warm hole~โ
โSuch a goooood boy for me~โ
You were easily winning the fight before she snuck in a few hits to your head and confused you a bit~
โShhh, youโre nice and safe right here~โ
You tried to focus and recover but her sweaty scent was already in your brain as she gently lowered you down to her pussy~
โGood boy~