Day 5

He slept the night on the floor of the common area, curled up around himself on the cold wood. The next morning, as he picks himself up, he realizes he’s gotten larger. He remains hunched, but evidently several feet taller and bigger in every other way to match. Between his legs hangs a monstrous cock. It may be proportional to his body, but it won’t be proportional to Geneva.

He lumbers to her door and listens to the other side. Her breath is ragged but she seems like she’s still asleep. He’s overcome suddenly by the urge to claw at himself, especially at his ever hunched and hunching back. He rakes his talons across the sandy-textured skin of his back and lets out a roar of pain. The blood pulses in his ears. It’s like he’s torn through something that was deadening his senses.

In his sharpened state he turns to see Geneva standing naked in the doorway, looking at him. He can feel the blood trickle down his back as she stares at his self-inflicted injuries. In her eyes there’s something like pity. She walks toward the creature her colleague is becoming. She reaches out and touches his scratches. Her touch is soothing. He hadn’t realized how heavily he was breathing until then.

She draws her hand along his side, gently… almost petting him. He uncurls a little, opening his posture up to her. She leaves a handprint on his chest as she touches him. She looks small next to the hulking creature. Slowly, she leans in and kisses him on the cheek. He is soothed for a moment. His tongue flicks up and wets his eyes as he looks down at his colleague. Next thing he knows he’s locking lips with Geneva again, this time slowly. She places her hands on either side of his head as they kiss. The moment is gentle. He feels himself growing calmer and calmer as she touches him. He needs her.

He wraps his arms around her and holds her close to his body. She returns the embrace. His tongue snakes into her mouth and she gags a little on the length. He pulls back, not wanting to hurt her. Afterall, she’s being so kind to him. He doesn’t want to hurt her. But again something primal rises up. She still smells a little of fear as he picks her up and brings her to the table. Long gone are the days where they’d make love on the couch. Now, above all, he needs to rut.

He lays her out softly and kisses her again. He licks the length of her body, his long tongue coming to rest making circles around her clit. Geneva moans softly. The softness of the moment is a stark contrast to how hungry and violent he was mere days ago. Over her, he’s a hulking, hunched mass. But if she closes her eyes she can just focus on how good he’s making her feel.

His tongue dips lower and finds her entrance. It snakes inside and Geneva can’t help but let out an ecstatic “yesssss” as he begins to lick at her g-spot. She’s never felt anything like it before. Soon she’s dripping, her juices mixing with his tingling saliva leaving her wet and needy. Suddenly, he stops. She wiggles her hips, **** for more. Then she feels something at her entrance. Geneva opens her eyes to see her colleague lining his cockhead up with her entrance. She realizes now that it’s the size of an apple.

“Wai- ooohhhhhh”

As it parts her lips she’s stretched like she’s never been stretched before. Over her, he’s panting like an animal. He’s clearly forcing himself to take it slow, to let her adjust. He wants to slam his full length into her in one go. That predatory part of him wants to use her. To **** her. But right now she’s been so kind to him that he wants her to feel good. He lets her stretch around his newly massive cock. She can feel every vein and bump as her walls form around his member.

He had teased her so close with his tongue that as soon as his cockhead hit her cervix she exploded. She shudders beneath him. The walls of her pussy squeeze down on his cock, and he groans. Slowly he begins to thrust through her orgasm, intensifying every sensation coursing through her. He can barely fit half of his length inside her before he’s bumping up against her cervix, bottoming out. With each thrust he bumps against it and with each hit she grunts softly. Her moans communicate her pain and her pleasure. The latter is winning out.

He begins thrusting a little faster, getting closer and closer to his own climax. He starts to rut and she gets louder and louder. She’s alternately begging him to stop and to keep going. Her body is a warzone between the pain of this massive cock that’s now pounding into her pussy and the pleasure of that very same thing. Suddenly he thrusts as deep as he can, pushing his cockhead directly at the gate to her womb. She feels him flood her with his seed and for a moment she wonders what would happen if she bore his monstrous children. Would she even survive?

He holds himself inside her, bending down to nibble at her neck. This proves too much. She explodes in another orgasm, pulling his seed deeper inside her. She wonders if her birth control will even work against this onslaught. She banishes the thought though in the face of how good it feels to cum on this monstrous cock. She knows she can’t cockwarm him like before, but she desperately wants to. She wants to feel full like this forever.

He withdraws, leaving a trail of pearlescent cum dripping from her pussy. He carries her to the couch and places her down gently. She can tell he wants to hold her but he knows he can’t fit next to her. And even if he could the animal could take over at any instant. It’s still morning, but she can’t help but close her eyes, sleepy after the sex. He watches her sleep softly, finally resting properly after the last few days. He curls up on the ground in front of her and lets rest take him too, finally feeling a moment of calm.