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Chapter 14 by PeelinTheOrange PeelinTheOrange

Does he comply and say "Your Majesty"?

"Fuck off" ()

((Content Warning: ****))

He turns his head shakedly back towards you. His eyes puffy and swollen from crying so much. Tears and drool are all over his flushed face, he speaks in a now slightly hoarse voice, "Fuck off."

You scowl. Tried to be benevolent, and THIS is what it got you. You reach out, grabbing a tuff full of the man's hair, violently jerking his ear to your mouth. Whispering in his ear, "I'm going to break you in two." He whimpers as you let go. Your dick begins growing in size, rapidly. Within a minute, it's already twice its original hung size. The drunken man twitches as the bulge in his torso rips his shirt in half. You stop growing your dick once it's the size of your thigh. Reaching down, you yank the man up by his hair. Foam is bubbling out of his mouth. Muscus dripping from his nose. His eyes streaming tears as his eyelids twitch. "I broke you." The man only gurgles as more vicarious fluids bubble out from his throat. Wrapping your arm around his neck, you hold him in a **** hold while you drag some of your titanic dick out of him. A deep slosh sound resonates from his stomach as you pull out. You ram back in, gradually building up a rythm. You're actually finding it all pleasurable. This man will make a nice cocksleeve. After enjoying yourself, you decide it's time. Out of dick blasts copious amounts of honey. The man's body rumbles in your hands before a geyser of honey propels out of his mouth, managing to hit the ceiling. As the pressure dies down, you pull out. His ass is sorely agape with a river of honey gushing out of it, but gallons remain inside his bloated abdomin. You've reduced the man to a used condom. You high five yourself. Now, no rest for the wicked after all.

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