A day on the farm

You groggily wake up the following day to find yourself still stuck underneath Daniel, his dick resting inside the warmth of your body. Because of that damn curse however, you feel... turned on. In an attempt to be sneaky, you reach down between your two bodies and gently caress your clit. It was awkward, you had no idea what you're doing but you attempted to treat it like a little dick. After a few minutes of rubbing your sensitive but responsive body, you gasp and breathe quicker, warm waves washing from the tip of your toes up to your flushed face while your vagina begins to rapidly tighten and relax.

That seems to be the cue for your sleeping lover as well, and you feel his drooping ball sack rhythmically contracting yet again before you simply push him off and get off the bed. You're lucky enough to find a bathroom in the adjacent hallway and you drop onto the toilet seat to inspect yourself. Lifting your skirt up, you immediately get assaulted by the vile smell of dried sperm. A closer look makes it clear that there was plenty of it dried all around the entrance to your vagina, with a few more dried traces across your pussy lips. To check for your birth control, you slide a finger into your womanhood only to have it suddenly dipping into a warm pool of semen that was stored inside you. "Ewww, gross, no!" you whine as you withdraw your digit.

The idea to peel off your underwear comes to mind a minute later, and as you do, you feel your labia able to return to a less compressed, more natural position. It also allows a steady stream of milky cum to seep out of your thoroughly filled meat pocket. It dribbles into the toilet bowl below, and you're starting to wonder just how many times he managed to cum inside of you. When the leaking finally stopped, you insert a finger and feel around until you touch the Nuvaring somewhere in the deeper corner of your pussy. The last thing you needed was to get knocked up by some no-life on a farm.

As you return to the bedroom, you see Daniel already awake and sitting upright... while 'little Daniel' was also standing proudly at attention. Now you could also tell why you barely felt anything, his dick was just a few inches long and didn't have any particular girth to it. Only his balls were surprisingly large, contained in a sack of flesh that was even larger, with thick veins easily visible.

"Good morning..." you speak softly, and he pats the mattress by his side. "Let's... do it again?" he asks awkwardly and you reluctantly join him.