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Chapter 5 by Verdant_Hatchling Verdant_Hatchling

“That should be enough…"

"For now."

And as Greg was smiling away to himself, he turned away from the manager, before he ambled out of the bank, meeting the greeter on the way out, and as he passed her, she started following once more, and having seen nearly the entirety of the earlier events, she now had a somewhat deluded view on Greg, and his supposed heroics, as her earlier slightly negative view on him fell away completely, and she simply started swooning.

Seeing this, Greg was happy with the development, but he was ultimately bored, as he rushed around the mall, unsure of what his next escapade in the mall would be, simply choosing to ignore her apparent adoration, instead, he chose to walk to the nearby sporting goods store, making his way in, telling the adoring greeter to bring a buggy and follow him, as he started shoveling items into it. An hour later, Greg was pushing his way past the sporting goods security guard.

But the man was being paid to stop people, so stop he did. Or he tried to do, as Greg wound back a fist, and released a mighty punch towards the man’s face, dropping him to the ground, as he simply led a still enamored greeter through the mall once more.

Then, as Greg reached a specific store that enticed him quite a bit, as they approached a Victoria’s Secret, as he and the greeter entered the storefront, leaving buggy outside, as he sent the greeter to look around for the next ten minutes or so, and to pick out whatever she wanted, to her delight, as Greg ambled over to the changing room, pushing on one of the doors, which was received by an unseen woman’s cry of occupancy, but Greg spoke to the person inside very simply, “Open the door for me.”

And then, a click, as a beautiful woman’s form was revealed, and presented bare for Greg’s eyes, as she shied away from sight, as he walked into the changing room, and shutting the door, locking it behind him, as looked over her form, as the woman stood stark still, staring at Greg in abject mortification, as she tried covering her nude body from his view, and utterly failing, ultimately to Greg’s delight, as he watched on, taking in every ounce of embarrassment that he felt radiating from her.

Then, as Greg sat upon the chair within the dressing room, he instructed the woman on what he wanted her to do, “Get on your knees, and crawl to me…”

And so, she did, as she plopped to the ground, beginning her crawl towards him, before she met with him, her face buried deeply within his crotch, as he loosely grabbed her by the hair, and simply held her there for a moment, forcing her to take in his scent, which distinctly wasn’t very pleasant, as he maneuvered his free hand to extricate his member from his pants, freeing it, and sending it on an arc to smack into her face, as she looked on, this time in abject horror, as Greg moved both hands to either side her head, before moving her to where the tip of his near monstrous member to press on her lips, particularly strained closed from her apparent distaste.

But, as Greg’s patience wore thin, he simply spoke to her once more, “Open your mouth. Open it wide.” Then, as she acquiesced to his words, he maneuvered his sensitive tip past her lips, quickly burgeoning past her throat’s defenses, as Greg simply shoved his dick halfway down her esophagus, instantly asphyxiating her, choked cries were emanating from the heavily encumbered mouth, and tears were nearly streaming down her face, as Greg was simply basking in the pleasure.

What was Greg thinking?

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