Jenny Tries To Jump His Bones

“Are you okay?” The man repeated.

“I’m so good,” Jenny whispered.

The man cocked his head at her, clearly confused.

Jenny got to her feet and took a step towards the man.

“I shouldn’t,” she said.

But you know you want to.

You want him!

“But my husband. Oh god,” Jenny cried, her pussy and clit practically vibrating with sexual energy.

“Hey, I think you need to step back,”

Jenny ignored him and rushed forward, snagging his flannel shirt in her delicate fingers. Before he had a chance to respond, Jenny pulled him into a hard, **** kiss.

“Hey stop that! Jesus Christ.”

The man pushed Jenny away, but she came back for another try.

Their lips touched briefly before the man pushed Jenny harder, sending her reeling towards the opposite wall.

“Get away from me, you crazy bitch!”

The man started to jog down the hallway towards the exit.

Don’t let him get away!

We need him.

“Shut up and let me think!”

Jenny ran behind the man and looked around desperately for something to stop him.

Why was she even doing this?

It didn’t matter now. If he got out of here she was screwed. Jenny grabbed a hefty flower pot sitting on her desk and tossed it at close range at the back of the man’s head. It shattered, sending him to his knees.

Taking advantage of this, Jenny dove onto the dazed man’s back. The man collapsed onto the tile floor from Jenny’s weight and rolled over onto his back.

“Fuggin binch, why you do that?” The man slurred.

“I’m sorry, but, uh, I need to borrow this,” Jenny said, unbuttoning and unzipping the man’s pants.

“Stop it! Jesus!”

The man grabbed Jenny by the wrists and began wrestle with her. This was bad as the man was several times stronger than Jenny.

Don’t hurt mamma! One of Jenny’s “children” screamed in her head.

Jenny felt something massive struggling its way down her vaginal canal and just had time cry out when a mass of plantflesh tore its way through her panties. Three thick green tentacles wriggled in the air, each one tipped with a barb leaking clear fluid.

The man and Jenny both stared in utter confusion at the creatures for a moment before one of them jammed its way into the opening in the man’s underwear and sunk its barb into his penis.

The man roared with pain for a moment and then suddenly went silent as the poison took effect. His body went rigid and his mouth went slack. The one thing that didn’t go slack was his penis.

Watching in a mix of awe and horror, Jenny watched as a veritable trouser python erupted into view. It was much bigger than Blake’s. Jenny poked it out of curiosity and felt the it spring back from her touch, hard as a rock.

Jenny’s tentacle children curled around the man’s raging boner and started to pull their mother towards the head.

“No! Stop! I can’t. My husband. My-oh god that’s big.”

Jenny felt the raging hot tip of the man’s cock against her pussy, her tentacle children retracted completely. That’s when she lost it.

Before she knew it, the man’s cock was jammed against her back-walls, ready to deliver boiling seed to nourish freakish children she was coming to accept more and more.