Minutes at most

The enormous humanoid hog squeals out again as it floods Constance's already battered pussy with another impossibly huge load of its unholy spunk. The pool under her growing as Daemonic semen freely drips from her stretched cunt. Constance screams out too, her cry of feminine ecstasy reverberating throughout the library, and probably out into the halls as well as she orgasms uncontrollably on the monsters impossibly long and ropelike cock.

Furiously, you rub your clit, **** to reach another orgasm yourself, the gaseous posion still fogging your mind with a ****, insatiable lust.

Mere moments after the massive hog had finished inside Constance, it waddled it's massive bulk back over toward's where you lay some feet away, legs spread wide, your hand still furiously rubbing your clit.

"God..yes....master please...take me again... take me until you are utterly sated... use me master...empty those massive balls into me again...pleeeease. Breed me...put your child in my womb and make me your **** forever.." you hear your voice say, even as you stare up into the giant pig's cruel blue eyes. The hog smiles, betraying it's sinister intelligence, and pure understanding of what you have just said.

The pig hefts it's bulk over you again, and you roll over onto your hands and knees, once again eagerly presenting your pussy to your new owner. The hog wastes no time, mounting you roughly, and stuffing its impossibly long, ropelike cock into your now slick and stretched cunt.

"OH God!, master...YES!!!" you cry out in utter bliss as the first orgasm rips through you almost immediately, the bulbous Daemon humping you beastially and utterly without mercy or restraint in a frenzied effort to empty it's massive ballocks into your womb for a second time.

Again you feel it's impossibly long member push roughly into your womb, filling you completely. Your orgasms seem to be running into each other now, never ending as you cum over and over on the savage hog's now twitching prick.

Seconds later another inhumanly large load of Daemonic seed coats the walls of your uterus, soaking your fertile womb, and spurting out past your battered opening to drip onto the floor.

The new shining pentagram brand, glowing a soft yellow from its position just above your now brutalized slit tells your mind that as a Daemon of Gluttony, your owned can never be truly sated. You smile as you learn, instantly through the power of your brand, that you and Constance are going to spend the rest of your days with your asses in the air, taking your master's cock over and over until he literally fucks you both to ****.

As the huge pig waddles over to Constance and mounts her again, you smile, eager for your next turn under him, and the next bucketful of unholy cum he would pump into your hungry pussy.