Fuck his brains out

You can’t help but chuckle as you see what used to be your brother pathetically beg you to ravage his cunt. His supple, full and firm ass jiggles as he shakes it to entice you more, his pleading face begging you to take him. And just for fun, you turn his pupils into heart-shaped symbols of lust; you’ve read enough hentai to enjoy what you’re seeing.

Truthfully, all you want to do is to take that slit like an animal. To just **** your way in, and claim him. And that’s exactly what you plan to do.

You stick your cock head at the entrance of his warm slit. It was slick, his arousal dripping down his thighs as he pants in wanton desire. You penetrate, easily entering him. Your cock is ridiculously long, and already you feel like it’s a tight fit. You press more into him, inches sliding in. And you can hear him moan and gasp as you enter into him. The mirror in front showed his face; it’s everything you’ve dreamed of. His face contorted into a slutty mess as his eyes slightly roll up at feeling you fill up his new breeding hole.

You push in, trying to reach the bottom, when you finally do. You’re barely halfway in. You’re disappointed at first, you can feel his new cervix and womb opening; the fact that he has one was more sexually pleasing too. But you wanted to make him reach the end, to see him stretched around your large cock. Utilizing your new powers, you make it that his body is more elastic, to accommodate your new needs. And with that, you push on through.

You push and push, seeing your dick dig deeper. To your satisfaction, you reach the hilt. His stomach visibly distends to the shape of your dick; you’re glad about that. In the mirror, you see he has taken a stupid, blank face. He’s breathing heavily, and his pupils have rolled up to meet the upper eyelids.

You start to pull back, his flesh resting. When you take out as much as your hips can pull back, you charge forward with more ****. Your pelvis meets his ass, making the flesh ripple into waves much to your satisfaction. He jerks forward from the **** and you see his belly bulge forward before taking the shape of your dick again.

You repeat this process; in and out, in and out, in and out. Your large than life penis going faster and faster over time, the steady rhythm of your pelvis meeting his and the slap of flesh together. After a few thrusts, he lets out his first moan; the sound of a bitch being used like it was born to be used as. Derek — if he is even deserving of that name anymore — grips to edges of the sink counter as he feels his superior brother — the superior of him, his eternal master — satisfying himself with his body. He couldn’t be happier to be used. The thrill, the euphoria, of serving that massive cock, is all the pleasure he needs and his sole purpose in life.

“That’s right. Moan. Moan like the stupid slut you are! This is the only thing you and your body is good for!” You say in your primal reverie, thrusting and pounding away at the meat that used to be your brother. When you stuck your dick into his cunt, he stopped being your brother; he’s your certified breeding bitch now.

You savor the primal lust as you continue to hump away. The moaning and pathetic begging of your seed to be planted churns your perverted spirit. You heavy sack aches to release your sperm into the fertile pussy.

“Breed me! Breed me! Breed me! Breed me!” You hear your bitch chant with every thrust underneath you. Every stroke, every jerk and movement gives you the same response, and you’re more than happy to oblige.

Before you know it, you feel the jets of your cum erupt from your balls, the last few thrusts embedding each sperm to race and fertilize your new property’s pussy. You feel elation; you’ve turned your brother into your cuntboy sex ****. And you’re cumming into his fresh, fertile pussy.

The moment ends, and you slowly pull out. Your dick flops down, heavy and stick, into the space between your legs. Derek — in need of a new name now — lays on the sink counter, his legs dangling mere inches off the ground as he lies limp from the brutal fucking you gave him. You see his eyes rolled up, heart-shaped pupils from your twisted sense of humor for turning his pupils like that. The elated smile on his face from the pleasure of being used like a piece of fuckmeat. The sense of pride grows.

“What the hell is going on here?” You’re caught off guard, as you turn towards the door. Someone has caught you.