Changing Horses Mid-Stream, Or, Changing Butlers Mid-Fuck

A better man would have immediately tried to figure out how to restore your butler to a human level of ardor. A smarter man would have begun questioning the what the fuck you'd paid to get these ungodly powers. You, however, are currently distracted with trying to struggle out of your pants while a soppingly wet girl writhes and wails all over you. You stumble backwards as Dogsbody tries to penetrate her incredibly overripe pussy with your straining cock, despite the fact you haven't even freed the fucking thing yet. If you don't figure this out soon, she is going to snap your goddamn boner clean in half.

You quickly bring back up Dogsbody's profile, desperately surfing through her stats even as her wild thrashings send you tumbling down on the bed with her humping away mindlessly atop you. With a bit of blind luck, you land on the entry you'd seen before and hope to fuck Sexual Control will help you out here. You flip it from one to five, prompting a full-body tremble from Dogsbody as she is stricken with yet another massive orgasm. She's going to need a fucking Gatorade after this. Before you can consider hydration any further, you yelp in surprise as your butler rips your pants off in a frenzy, then grunt in pain as she attempts and fails to slam herself cunt-first onto your dick. Fuck, if she wasn't so insanely lubricated that'd have been the end of your membership in the Members Club!

She manages to land a bulls-eye on the second pass, however, and you groan as her liquid, boiling pussy twists and pulses around your girth. Your groan quickly turns into a noise of discomfort as Dogsbody simply starts slamming herself as hard as she can up and down your dick, screaming in a mini-climax with every brute **** bounce. Goddamn it, you're starting to think it might have been a mistake to make all these deeply intrusive changes to another person's very being! The only solution is to make even more deeply intrusive changes to another person's very being!

Luckily, you spy an immediate option directly under your last entry. Sexual Control might be a Five, but Sexual Prowess is a Zero; Dogsbody is the hottest, wettest, most ready to go and outright worst fuck in existence. Well fuck it, in for a pussy in for a pound, right? You throw the slider up to ten.

Dogsbody goes utterly still, perched above you with just the tip of your battered dick trapped inside her hugely plump folds. Her eyes flutter rapidly, pussy shuddering softly around your suddenly entranced cockhead. Then, she releases the most sultry groan you've ever heard, hands reaching up to run through her flowing silver hair as her utterly hopeless pounding is transformed into an achingly slow gyration of her hips and pelvis, your butler's suddenly masterful vagina enveloping you in a quaking velvet massage for what might as well have been an eternity. She bottoms out with an obscenely wet squelch, rolls her hips once, and then gives you a little hump that causes you to instantly blow the largest load of your entire life deep inside of her.

You let out an exhausted groan of relief as Dogsbody leans over to press herself against your chest, perky little breasts squished between you as she coos and cuddles up under your chin. That was the fucking best....errr....wait, what's happening? Despite what you had thought was the intent of your deflating penis, Dogsbody apparently has other plans. Her walls seem to almost cling to the surface of your shaft, keeping what should be a flaccid dick at full length as her overplush pussy teases you back to a throbbing erection in seconds. Before you quite know what's happening the girl is grinding into you with her artful lower body all over again, babbling something between her keening and grunting as her hands roam your body.

Her teeth tweak your nipple and you erupt into her, and before you know it you're hard again. A finger teasingly grazes your backdoor and you explode again, and then you're torturously hard again. You've realized that your butler has been repeating "fuck me" over and over for the last several minutes and shows no sign whatsoever of being sated. It's become painfully clear, both figuratively and literally: Dogsbody is going to fuck you to ****.

Dogsbody milks two more insanely intense orgasms out of you, and it seems that you might have resigned yourself to your sexy fate. Then, with your last ounce of effort, you throw the girl's stat menu open a final time and drop her Arousal from Ten to Five.

Dogsbody convulses on top of you, **** back her insane mantra with a strangled cry of satisfaction as she cums again. You are utterly relieved, however, when instead of massaging you back to another nightmare erection her arms give out, the usually dignified sexpot loudly snoring before she's even fully settled on top of you. You cringe a bit, carefully unspooling your heinously abused cock from the still snug confines of Dogsbody's temporarily satiated pussy. Once you are finally free you collapse back with a gasp, bruised genitals whimpering on your thigh as the girl who very nearly screwed you into the grave dozes like a blissful angel on your chest.

Next time, read the fucking manual.