Cesar keeps pushing

You like being my little bitch don’t you Kira?

Kira’s head thrashes against the cold porcelain of the sink, her eyes rolled back in pure ecstasy. Her breaths are coming in jagged, wet gasps as she feels the sheer power of his new frame crushing her against the counter. With every heavy thud of his hips against her now-massive ass, her breasts sway and bounce, nearly spilling out of her ruined shirt.

"Yes!" she screams, her voice echoing in the small room, completely oblivious to the party noises outside. "Yes, I do! I'm your little bitch! Just... fuck... keep doing it!"

She reaches back, her fingers grasping blindly at his thick thighs, pulling him deeper into her. She’s shaking, her entire body vibrating from the intensity of the growth and the raw power of his thrusts. She looks back at him, her face flushed, a look of absolute submission and hunger in her eyes.

"Make me... make me bigger!" she whimpers, her voice cracking. "Fill me up with everything you've got!"

Cesar’s breathing is a guttural roar, his muscles locked in a peak of raw, superhuman intensity. He grips her massive hips with bruising strength, pulling her back against him so hard there's no air left between them. He accelerates, the wet, heavy slaps of his pelvis hitting her ass sounding like thunder in the small room, driving her face-first into the porcelain.

"I'm—!" He grunts, his voice a deep, vibrating rumble that shakes her entire frame.

He hits his limit and lets out a sharp, ragged shout as he erupts. He hammers into her one last time, burying himself deep as he releases a massive, hot surge of seed that fills her to the brim. The force of his orgasm is so violent that he shakes, his chest heaving as he clings to her, his heart drumming against her back.

Kira lets out a long, high-pitched keen, her body arching into a bow, her oversized breasts trembling as she collapses against the sink, completely spent. She slides down slowly, her breath coming in ragged, sobbing gasps, her eyes glazed over in a state of total ruin.

For a few moments, the only sound in the bathroom is the heavy, synchronized panting of two people pushed to their absolute limits.