Head Empty

The next thing to go was her head. Trucy might have been able to back out before this, and gone about her sexual life as a permanent sub, but as her mind went blank with thoughts only of cum and cunt, her fate was sealed. The tiefling gripped her gobbo Onahole and twisted her around to face the other way. Trucy’s insides wrenched and she felt her entire digestive system become jumbled.

Desire’s nuts slapped Trucy’s forehead repeatedly, making her see stars. Each slap dulled her thoughts, and she was eventually left with a sizable dent in her softening face which perfectly resembled Desire’s family jewels. Trucy let out a choked sigh of relief as her puddling face sank into the tiefling cock’s base.

Desire moaned with lust as Trucy’s brain pooled in her nutsack, filling it with a half-sentient load. Trucy would always be a part of her now, swirling around in her fleshy prison with the essences of each of Desire’s previous conquests. The two were almost truly one now.